text_original: All went on well, till, lucklessly, A cargo, trusted to the sea, And traversing a rock bound strait, Ill piloted, endured the fate Of all the other treasures which King Neptune's sea roofed vaults enrich.
text_transcription: ALL WENT ON WELL TILL LUCKLESSLY A CARGO TRUSTED TO THE SEA AND TRAVERSING A ROCK BOUND STRAIT ILL PILOTED ENDURED THE FATE OF ALL THE OTHER TREASURES WHICH KING NEPTUNE'S SEA ROOFED VAULTS AND RIDG
phonemes: ˈɔːl wɛnt ˌɔn wˈɛl, tˈɪl, lˈʌkləsli, ɐ kˈɑːɹɡoʊ, tɹˈʌstᵻd tə ðə sˈiː, ænd tɹɐvˈɜːsɪŋ ɐ ɹˈɑːk bˈaʊnd stɹˈeɪt, ˈɪl pˈaɪləɾᵻd, ɛndˈʊɹd ðə fˈeɪt ʌv ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈʌðɚ tɹˈɛʒɚz wˌɪtʃ kˈɪŋ nˈɛptuːnz sˈiː ɹˈuːft vˈɔlts ɛnɹˈɪtʃ.