text_original: There was no talk of short'ning sail by him who walked the poop, And under the press of her pond'ring jib, the boom bent like a hoop!
text_transcription: THERE WAS NO TALK OF SHORTENING SAIL BY HIM WHO WALKED THE POOP AND UNDER THE PRESS OF HER PONDERING JIB THE BOOM BENT LIKE A HOOP
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ tˈɔːk ʌv ʃˈɔːɹtnɪŋ sˈeɪl baɪ hˌɪm hˌuː wˈɔːkt ðə pˈuːp, ænd ˌʌndɚ ðə pɹˈɛs ʌv hɜː pˈɑːndɹɪŋ dʒˈɪb, ðə bˈuːm bˈɛnt lˈaɪk ɐ hˈuːp!