text_original: Unhappy ship, thou art return'd in vain; New waves shall drive thee to the deep again.[1] Look to thyself, and be no more the sport Of giddy winds, but make some friendly port.
text_transcription: UNHAPPY SHIP THOU ART RETURN'D IN VAIN NEW WAVES SHALL DRIVE THEE TO THE DEEP AGAIN LOOK TO THYSELF AND BE NO MORE THE SPORT OF GIDDY WINDS BUT MAKE SOME FRIENDLY PORT
phonemes: ʌnhˈæpi ʃˈɪp, ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ɹᵻtˈɜːnd ɪn vˈeɪn; nˈuː wˈeɪvz ʃˌæl dɹˈaɪv ðiː tə ðə dˈiːp ɐɡˈɛn.[wˈʌn] lˈʊk tə ðaɪsˈɛlf, ænd biː nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ðə spˈɔːɹt ʌv ɡˈɪdi wˈɪndz, bˌʌt mˌeɪk sˌʌm fɹˈɛndli pˈɔːɹt.