text_original: And suddenly I felt that I could not bear my little ship of dreams to grow hard and grey, her bright lanterns drowned in the cold light, her dark ropes spidery and taut, her sea wan sails all furled, and she no more en chanted; and turning away I let fall the curtain.
text_transcription: AND SUDDENLY I FELT THAT I COULD NOT BEAR MY LITTLE SHIP OF DREAMS TO GROW HARD AND GREY HER BRIGHT LANTERNS DROWNED IN THE COLD LIGHT HER DARK ROPES FIERY AND TAUT HER SEA WORN SAILS ALL FURLED AND SHE NO MORE ENCHANTED AND TURNING AWAY I LET FALL THE CURTAIN
phonemes: ænd sˈʌdənli aɪ fˈɛlt ðæt aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt bˈɛɹ maɪ lˈɪɾəl ʃˈɪp ʌv dɹˈiːmz tə ɡɹˈoʊ hˈɑːɹd ænd ɡɹˈeɪ, hɜː bɹˈaɪt lˈæntɚnz dɹˈaʊnd ɪnðə kˈoʊld lˈaɪt, hɜː dˈɑːɹk ɹˈoʊps spˈaɪdɚɹi ænd tˈɔːt, hɜː sˈiː wˈæn sˈeɪlz ˈɔːl fˈɜːld, ænd ʃiː nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ˈɛn tʃˈæntᵻd; ænd tˈɜːnɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ aɪ lˈɛt fˈɔːl ðə kˈɜːtən.