text_original: And oh ! to think through storm and dark, With hope grown chill within, And the hungry reef the wave beneath, — How sore the way to win
text_transcription: AND OH TO THINK THROUGH STORM AND DARK WITH HOPE GROWN CHILL WITHIN AND THE HUNGRY REEF THE WAVE BENEATH HOW SORE THE WAY TO WIN
phonemes: ænd ˈoʊ ! tə θˈɪŋk θɹuː stˈɔːɹm ænd dˈɑːɹk, wɪð hˈoʊp ɡɹˈoʊn tʃˈɪl wɪðˈɪn, ænd ðə hˈʌŋɡɹi ɹˈiːf ðə wˈeɪv bᵻnˈiːθ, — hˌaʊ sˈɔːɹ ðə wˈeɪ tə wˈɪn