text_original: And the prayers of the elders Had followed his way, As homeward he glided, Down Pentecost Bay. Oh, well sped La Tour! For, in peril and pain, His lady kept watch, For his coming again.
text_transcription: AND THE PRAYERS OF THE OTHERS HAD FOLLOWED HIS WAY AS HOMEWARD HE GLIDED DOWN PENTECOST BAY OH WELL SPED LATOUR FOR IN PERIL AND PAIN HIS LADY KEPT WATCH FOR HIS COMING AGAIN
phonemes: ænd ðə pɹˈɛɹz ʌvðɪ ˈɛldɚz hæd fˈɑːloʊd hɪz wˈeɪ, æz hˈoʊmwɚd hiː ɡlˈaɪdᵻd, dˌaʊn pˈɛntɪkˌɔst bˈeɪ. ˈoʊ, wˈɛl spˈɛd lˌæ tˈʊɹ! fɔːɹ, ɪn pˈɛɹəl ænd pˈeɪn, hɪz lˈeɪdi kˈɛpt wˈɑːtʃ, fɔːɹ hɪz kˈʌmɪŋ ɐɡˈɛn.