text_original: Awhile I stand, a dreamer by the deep, And watch the winds of evening sap her walls, Till ashen armies to the ramparts sweep And seas of shadow storm the gleaming halls.
text_transcription: AWHILE I STAND A DREAMER BY THE DEEP AND WATCH THE WINDS OF EVENING SAP HER WALLS TILL ASHEN ARMIES TO THE RAMPART SWEEP AND SEAS OF SHADOW STORM THE GLEAMING HALLS
phonemes: ɐwˈaɪl aɪ stˈænd, ɐ dɹˈiːmɚ baɪ ðə dˈiːp, ænd wˈɑːtʃ ðə wˈɪndz ʌv ˈiːvnɪŋ sˈæp hɜː wˈɔːlz, tˈɪl ˈæʃən ˈɑːɹmiz tə ðə ɹˈæmpɑːɹts swˈiːp ænd sˈiːz ʌv ʃˈædoʊ stˈɔːɹm ðə ɡlˈiːmɪŋ hˈɔːlz.