text_original: Across the ocean, wan and gray. Gay fleets of golden ripples come, For at the birth hour of the day The roistering, wayward winds are dumb.
text_transcription: ACROSS THE OCEAN WAN AND GREY GAY FLEETS OF GOLDEN RIPPLES COME FOR AT THE BIRTH HOUR OF THE DAY THE ROISTERING WAYWARD WINDS ARE DUMB
phonemes: əkɹˌɑːs ðɪ ˈoʊʃən, wˈæn ænd ɡɹˈeɪ. ɡˈeɪ flˈiːts ʌv ɡˈoʊldən ɹˈɪpəlz kˈʌm, fɔːɹ æt ðə bˈɜːθ ˈaʊɚɹ ʌvðə dˈeɪ ðə ɹˈɔɪstɚɹɪŋ, wˈeɪwɚd wˈɪndz ɑːɹ dˈʌm.