text_original: There might I sail delighted, smooth and safe, Beneath the conduct of my good Sir Ralph:[4] There's not a better steerer in the realm; I hope, my lord, you'll call him to the helm."
text_transcription: THERE MIGHT I SAIL DELIGHTED SMOOTH AND SAFE BENEATH THE CONDUCT OF MY GOOD SIR RAFE THERE'S NOT A BETTER STEERER IN THE REALM I HOPE MY LORD YOU'LL CALL HIM TO THE HELM
phonemes: ðɛɹ mˌaɪt aɪ sˈeɪl dᵻlˈaɪɾᵻd, smˈuːð ænd sˈeɪf, bᵻnˌiːθ ðə kˈɑːndʌkt ʌv maɪ ɡˈʊd sˌɜː ɹˈælf:[fˈɔːɹ] ðɛɹz nˌɑːɾə bˈɛɾɚ stˈɪɹɚɹ ɪnðə ɹˈɛlm; aɪ hˈoʊp, maɪ lˈɔːɹd, juːl kˈɔːl hˌɪm tə ðə hˈɛlm."