text_original: From shore to dim lit shore a ripple slips, The happy sigh of faintly stirring night Where safe she sleeps upon this virgin height Captive of dream and smiling with white lips.
text_transcription: FROM SHORE TO DIM LIT SHORE A RIPPLE SLIPS THE HAPPY SIGH OF FAINTLY STIRRING NIGHT WHERE SAFE SHE SLEEPS UPON THIS VIRGIN HEIGHT CAPTIVE OF DREAM AND SMILING WITH WHITE LIPS
phonemes: fɹʌm ʃˈɔːɹ tə dˈɪm lˈɪt ʃˈɔːɹ ɐ ɹˈɪpəl slˈɪps, ðə hˈæpi sˈaɪ ʌv fˈeɪntli stˈɜːɹɪŋ nˈaɪt wˌɛɹ sˈeɪf ʃiː slˈiːps əpˌɑːn ðɪs vˈɜːdʒɪn hˈaɪt kˈæptɪv ʌv dɹˈiːm ænd smˈaɪlɪŋ wɪð wˈaɪt lˈɪps.