text_original: Once in a vast, pale, hollow pearl I stood, When o'er the vaulted dome there swept a flood Of lurid waves, and a dark funeral pyre Took to its heart a globe of crimson fire.
text_transcription: ONCE IN A VAST PALE HOLLOW PEARL I STOOD WHEN O'ER THE VAULTED DOME THERE SWEPT A FLOOD OF LURID WAVES AND A DARK FUNERAL PYRE TOOK TO ITS HEART A GLOBE OF CRIMSON FIRE
phonemes: wˈʌns ɪn ɐ vˈæst, pˈeɪl, hˈɑːloʊ pˈɜːl aɪ stˈʊd, wˌɛn ˈɔːɹ ðə vˈɔltᵻd dˈoʊm ðɛɹ swˈɛpt ɐ flˈʌd ʌv lˈʊɹɹɪd wˈeɪvz, ænd ɐ dˈɑːɹk fjˈuːnɚɹəl pˈaɪɚ tˈʊk tʊ ɪts hˈɑːɹt ɐ ɡlˈoʊb ʌv kɹˈɪmsən fˈaɪɚ.