text_original: For many a rock may lurk near by, That never is seen when the tide is high— Let no man dare to boast, When the hand is full of trumps—beware, For that is the time when thought and care And nerve are needed most.
text_transcription: FOR MANY A ROCK MAY LURK NEAR BY THAT NEVER IS SEEN WHEN THE TIDE IS HIGH LET NO MAN DARE TO BOAST WHEN THE HAND IS FULL OF TRUMPS BEWARE FOR THAT IS THE TIME WHEN THOUGHT AND CARE AND NERVE ARE NEEDED MOST
phonemes: fɔːɹ mˈɛni ɐ ɹˈɑːk mˈeɪ lˈɜːk nˌɪɹ bˈaɪ, ðæt nˈɛvɚɹ ɪz sˈiːn wɛn ðə tˈaɪd ɪz hˈaɪ— lˈɛt nˈoʊ mˈæn dˈɛɹ tə bˈoʊst, wˌɛn ðə hˈænd ɪz fˈʊl ʌv tɹˈʌmps—bᵻwˈɛɹ, fɔːɹ ðæt ɪz ðə tˈaɪm wɛn θˈɔːt ænd kˈɛɹ ænd nˈɜːv ɑːɹ nˈiːdᵻd mˈoʊst.