text_original: Homeward together at twilight they flock. Sated with joys of the deep. Drowsily huddled on headland and rock — 'Tis night, for the gulls are asleep.
text_transcription: HOMEWARD TOGETHER AT TWILIGHT THEY FLOCK SATED WITH JOYS OF THE DEEP DROWSILY HUDDLED ON HEADLAND AND ROCK TIS NIGHT FOR THE GULLS ARE ASLEEP
phonemes: hˈoʊmwɚd təɡˌɛðɚɹ æt twˈaɪlaɪt ðeɪ flˈɑːk. sˈeɪɾᵻd wɪð dʒˈɔɪz ʌvðə dˈiːp. dɹˈaʊsili hˈʌdəld ˌɔn hˈɛdlənd ænd ɹˈɑːk — tˈɪz nˈaɪt, fɚðə ɡˈʌlz ɑːɹ ɐslˈiːp.