text_original: Up they come, with a dashing breeze, under Anthony's Nose, and the Sugar Loaf, and giving the rocky toe of West Point a wide berth, all down helm, and round into the bay; when—just as the peak of Crow Nest slides its shadow over the mainsail—slap comes the wind aback, and the whole fleet is in a flutter.
text_transcription: UP THEY COME WITH A DASHING BREEZE UNDER ANTHONY'S NOSE AND THE SUGAR LOAF AND GIVING THE ROCKY TOE OF WEST POINT A WIDE BERTH ALL DOWN HELM AND ROUND INTO THE BAY WHEN JUST AS THE PEAK OF CRO NEST SLIDES ITS SHADOW OVER THE MAIN CELL SLAP COMES THE WIND ABACK AND THE WHOLE FLEET IS IN A FLUTTER
phonemes: ˌʌp ðeɪ kˈʌm, wɪð ɐ dˈæʃɪŋ bɹˈiːz, ˌʌndɚɹ ˈænθəniz nˈoʊz, ænd ðə ʃˈʊɡɚ lˈoʊf, ænd ɡˈɪvɪŋ ðə ɹˈɑːki tˈoʊ ʌv wˈɛst pˈɔɪnt ɐ wˈaɪd bˈɜːθ, ˈɔːl dˌaʊn hˈɛlm, ænd ɹˈaʊnd ˌɪntʊ ðə bˈeɪ; wˌɛn—dʒˈʌst æz ðə pˈiːk ʌv kɹˈoʊ nˈɛst slˈaɪdz ɪts ʃˈædoʊ ˌoʊvɚ ðə mˈeɪnseɪl—slˈæp kˈʌmz ðə wˈɪnd ɐbˈæk, ænd ðə hˈoʊl flˈiːt ɪz ɪn ɐ flˈʌɾɚ.