text_original: When to these contrary vagaries you begin to add the loose unprincipled curve of waves, and the up and down of light around you, and to and fro of sea breezes, and startling noise of sea fowl, and a world of other confusions, with roar of the deep confounding them  it becomes a bitter point to judge a man of what he saw, and what he thinks he must have seen. It is beneath me to go on with what might seem excuses.
text_transcription: WHEN TO THESE CONTRARY VAGARIES YOU BEGIN TO ADD THE LOOSE UNPRINCIPLED CURVE OF WAVES AND THE UP AND DOWN OF LIGHT AROUND YOU AND TO AND FRO OF SEA BREEZES AND STARTLING NOISE OF SEA FOWL AND A WORLD OF OTHER CONFUSIONS WITH ROAR OF THE DEEP CONFOUNDING THEM IT BECOMES A BITTER POINT TO JUDGE A MAN OF WHAT HE SAW AND WHAT HE THINKS HE MUST HAVE SEEN IT IS BENEATH ME TO GO ON WITH WHAT MIGHT SEEM EXCUSES
phonemes: wˌɛn tə ðiːz kˈɑːntɹɛɹi vˈeɪɡɚɹiz juː bɪɡˈɪn tʊ ˈæd ðə lˈuːs ʌnpɹˈɪnsɪpəld kˈɜːv ʌv wˈeɪvz, ænd ðɪ ˌʌp ænd dˌaʊn ʌv lˈaɪt ɚɹˈaʊnd juː, ænd tˌuːəndfɹˈoʊ ʌv sˈiː bɹˈiːzᵻz, ænd stˈɑːɹɾəlɪŋ nˈɔɪz ʌv sˈiː fˈaʊl, ænd ɐ wˈɜːld ʌv ˈʌðɚ kənfjˈuːʒənz, wɪð ɹˈɔːɹ ʌvðə dˈiːp kənfˈaʊndɪŋ ðˌɛm ɪt bɪkˌʌmz ɐ bˈɪɾɚ pˈɔɪnt tə dʒˈʌdʒ ɐ mˈæn ʌv wʌt hiː sˈɔː, ænd wʌt hiː θˈɪŋks hiː mˈʌstɐv sˈiːn. ɪɾ ɪz bᵻnˌiːθ mˌiː tə ɡˌoʊ ˌɔn wɪð wʌt mˌaɪt sˈiːm ɛkskjˈuːsᵻz.