text_original: Some clung to the yards, endeavouring to unbend the sails that were split into a thousand pieces flapping in the wind; others tried to furl those which were yet whole, while the masts, at every pitch, bent and quivered like twigs, as if they would have shivered into innumerable splinters!
text_transcription: SOME CLUNG TO THE YARDS ENDEAVORING TO UNBEND THE SAILS THAT WERE SPLIT INTO A THOUSAND PIECES FLAPPING IN THE WIND OTHERS TRIED TO FURL THOSE WHICH WERE YET WHOLE WHILE THE MASTS AT EVERY PITCH BENT AND QUIVERED LIKE TWIGS AS IF THEY WOULD HAVE SHIVERED INTO INNUMERABLE SPLINTERS
phonemes: sˌʌm klˈʌŋ tə ðə jˈɑːɹdz, ɛndˈɛvɚɹɪŋ tʊ ʌnbˈɛnd ðə sˈeɪlz ðæt wɜː splˈɪt ˌɪntʊ ɐ θˈaʊzənd pˈiːsᵻz flˈæpɪŋ ɪnðə wˈɪnd; ˈʌðɚz tɹˈaɪd tə fˈɜːl ðoʊz wˌɪtʃ wɜː jˈɛt hˈoʊl, wˌaɪl ðə mˈæsts, æɾ ˈɛvɹi pˈɪtʃ, bˈɛnt ænd kwˈɪvɚd lˈaɪk twˈɪɡz, æz ɪf ðeɪ wʊdhɐv ʃˈɪvɚd ˌɪntʊ ɪnˈuːmɚɹəbəl splˈɪntɚz!