text_original: No snow comes thither, nor great storm, nor any rain; but always the river of Ocean that rings round the whole earth sends forth the west wind to blow cool on the people of King Rhadamanthus of the fair hair. These were some of the stories that men told of fair Helen, but Ulysses was never sorry that he had not the fortune to marry her, so fond he was of her cousin, his wife, Penelope, who was very wise and good.
text_transcription: NO SNOW COMES THITHER NOR GREAT STORM NOR ANY RAIN BUT ALWAYS THE RIVER OF OCEAN THAT RINGS ROUND THE WHOLE EARTH SENDS FORTH THE WEST WIND TO BLOW COOL ON THE PEOPLE OF KING RHADAMANTHUS OF THE FAIR HAIR THESE WERE SOME OF THE STORIES THAT MEN TOLD OF FAIR HELEN BUT ULYSSES WAS NEVER SORRY THAT HE HAD NOT THE FORTUNE TO MARRY HER SO FOND HE WAS OF HER COUSIN HIS WIFE PENELOPE WHO WAS VERY WISE AND GOOD
phonemes: nˈoʊ snˈoʊ kˈʌmz ðˈɪðɚ, nˈɔːɹ ɡɹˈeɪt stˈɔːɹm, nˈɔːɹ ˌɛni ɹˈeɪn; bˌʌt ˈɔːlweɪz ðə ɹˈɪvɚɹ ʌv ˈoʊʃən ðæt ɹˈɪŋz ɹˈaʊnd ðə hˈoʊl ˈɜːθ sˈɛndz fˈɔːɹθ ðə wˈɛst wˈɪnd tə blˈoʊ kˈuːl ɔnðə pˈiːpəl ʌv kˈɪŋ ɹˈædɐmˌænθəs ʌvðə fˈɛɹ hˈɛɹ. ðiːz wɜː sˌʌm ʌvðə stˈɔːɹiz ðæt mˈɛn tˈoʊld ʌv fˈɛɹ hˈɛlən, bˌʌt jˈuːlɪsˌiːz wʌz nˈɛvɚ sˈɑːɹi ðæt hiː hæd nˌɑːt ðə fˈɔːɹtʃʊn tə mˈæɹi hɜː, sˌoʊ fˈɑːnd hiː wʌz ʌv hɜː kˈʌzən, hɪz wˈaɪf, pənˈɛləpi, hˌuː wʌz vˈɛɹi wˈaɪz ænd ɡˈʊd.