text_original: The waves are whispering to the sands With murmurs as of elfin glee; But your low laughter, 'longshore lass, Is like a sea harp's melody.
text_transcription: THE WAVES ARE WHISPERING TO THE SANDS WITH MURMURS AS OF ELFIN GLEE BUT YOUR LOW LAUGHTER LONGSHORE LAS IS LIKE A SEA HARP'S MELODY
phonemes: ðə wˈeɪvz ɑːɹ wˈɪspɚɹɪŋ tə ðə sˈændz wɪð mˈɜːmɚz æz ʌv ˈɛlfɪn ɡlˈiː; bˌʌt jʊɹ lˈoʊ lˈæftɚ, lˈɔŋʃɔːɹ lˈæs, ɪz lˈaɪk ɐ sˈiː hˈɑːɹps mˈɛlədi.