text_original: You came to my lonely shelter, So far from the track of the world, Where the maddest of winds hold revel, And the wave on the rock is hurled.
text_transcription: YOU CAME TO MY LONELY SHELTER SO FAR FROM THE TRACK OF THE WORLD WHERE THE MADDEST OF WINDS HOLD REVEL AND THE WAVE ON THE ROCK IS HURLED
phonemes: juː kˈeɪm tə maɪ lˈoʊnli ʃˈɛltɚ, sˈoʊ fˌɑːɹ fɹʌmðə tɹˈæk ʌvðə wˈɜːld, wˌɛɹ ðə mˈædɪst ʌv wˈɪndz hˈoʊld ɹˈɛvəl, ænd ðə wˈeɪv ɔnðə ɹˈɑːk ɪz hˈɜːld.