text_original: 'Twas a stranded ship on a rocky coast, One true heart brave, when hope was lost, How he toiled till all the shore had gained, And only a baby form remained On ship, how he breasted the surging tide With Death a wrestling side by side, How he lifted the child to its mother's knee, As a great wave washed him out to sea.
text_transcription: TWAS A STRANDED SHIP ON A ROCKY COAST ONE TRUE BRAVE HEART WHEN HOPE WAS LOST HOW HE TOILED TILL ALL THE SHORE HAD GAINED AND ONLY A BABY FORM REMAINED ON SHIP HOW HE BREASTED THE SURGING TIDE WITH DEATH A WRESTLING SIDE BY SIDE HOW HE LIFTED THE CHILD TO ITS MOTHER'S KNEE AS A GREAT WAVE WASHED HIM OUT TO SEA
phonemes: twˈɑːz ɐ stɹˈændᵻd ʃˈɪp ˌɔn ɐ ɹˈɑːki kˈoʊst, wˈʌn tɹˈuː hˈɑːɹt bɹˈeɪv, wˌɛn hˈoʊp wʌz lˈɔst, hˌaʊ hiː tˈɔɪld tˈɪl ˈɔːl ðə ʃˈɔːɹ hæd ɡˈeɪnd, ænd ˈoʊnli ɐ bˈeɪbi fˈɔːɹm ɹᵻmˈeɪnd ˌɔn ʃˈɪp, hˌaʊ hiː bɹˈɛstᵻd ðə sˈɜːdʒɪŋ tˈaɪd wɪð dˈɛθ ɐ ɹˈɛsəlɪŋ sˈaɪd baɪ sˈaɪd, hˌaʊ hiː lˈɪftᵻd ðə tʃˈaɪld tʊ ɪts mˈʌðɚz nˈiː, æz ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt wˈeɪv wˈɑːʃt hˌɪm ˈaʊt tə sˈiː.