text_original: The light winds blew, The white sails flew, The pennants floated far ; No stain I saw. Nor any flaw. From deck to shining spar ! And from the prow, with eager eyes, Hope gazed afar — to Paradise.
text_transcription: THE LIGHT WINDS BLEW THE WHITE SAILS FLEW THE PENNANTS FLOATED FAR NO STAIN I SAW NOR ANY FLAW FROM DECK TO SHINING SPAR AND FROM THE PROW WITH EAGER EYES HOPE GAZED AFAR TO PARADISE
phonemes: ðə lˈaɪt wˈɪndz blˈuː, ðə wˈaɪt sˈeɪlz flˈuː, ðə pˈɛnənts flˈoʊɾᵻd fˈɑːɹ ; nˈoʊ stˈeɪn aɪ sˈɔː. nˈɔːɹ ˌɛni flˈɔː. fɹʌm dˈɛk tə ʃˈaɪnɪŋ spˈɑːɹ ! ænd fɹʌmðə pɹˈaʊ, wɪð ˈiːɡɚɹ ˈaɪz, hˈoʊp ɡˈeɪzd ɐfˈɑːɹ — tə pˈæɹədˌaɪs.