text_original: And I wished she would never pass, but go on gliding by down there for ever with her dark ropes, and her bright lanterns, and her mysterious felicity, so that I might have for ever in my heart the blessed feeling she brought me, coming like this out of that great mystery the sea.
text_transcription: AND I WISH SHE WOULD NEVER PASS BUT GO ON GLIDING BY DOWN THERE FOR EVER WITH HER DARK ROBES AND HER BRIGHT LANTERNS AND HER MYSTERIOUS FELICITY SO THAT I MIGHT HAVE FOREVER IN MY HEART THE BLESSED FEELING SHE BROUGHT ME COMING LIKE THIS OUT OF THAT GREAT MYSTERY THE SEA
phonemes: ænd aɪ wˈɪʃt ʃiː wʊd nˈɛvɚ pˈæs, bˌʌt ɡˌoʊ ˌɔn ɡlˈaɪdɪŋ baɪ dˌaʊn ðɛɹ fɔːɹ ˈɛvɚ wɪð hɜː dˈɑːɹk ɹˈoʊps, ænd hɜː bɹˈaɪt lˈæntɚnz, ænd hɜː mɪstˈɪɹiəs fɛlˈɪsᵻɾi, sˌoʊ ðæt aɪ mˌaɪthɐv fɔːɹ ˈɛvɚɹ ɪn maɪ hˈɑːɹt ðə blˈɛst fˈiːlɪŋ ʃiː bɹˈɔːt mˌiː, kˈʌmɪŋ lˈaɪk ðɪs ˌaʊɾəv ðæt ɡɹˈeɪt mˈɪstɚɹi ðə sˈiː.