text_original: Weary and sea sick, when in thee confined, Now for thy safety cares distract my mind; As those who long have stood the storms of state Retire, yet still bemoan their country's fate.
text_transcription: WEARY AND SEA SICK WHEN IN THEE CONFINED NOW FOR THY SAFETY CARES DISTRACT MY MIND AS THOSE WHO LONG HAVE STOOD THE STORMS OF STATE RETIRE YET STILL BEMOAN THEIR COUNTRY'S FATE
phonemes: wˈɪɹi ænd sˈiː sˈɪk, wˌɛn ɪn ðiː kənfˈaɪnd, nˈaʊ fɔːɹ ðˌaɪ sˈeɪfti kˈɛɹz dɪstɹˈækt maɪ mˈaɪnd; æz ðoʊz hˌuː lˈɔŋ hæv stˈʊd ðə stˈɔːɹmz ʌv stˈeɪt ɹᵻtˈaɪɚ, jˈɛt stˈɪl bᵻmˈoʊn ðɛɹ kˈʌntɹiz fˈeɪt.