text_original: Oh, coming from the seaward with blue eyes In sunshine drowned, and music in thy mouth, And threaded hair on which the daylight lies As gold to gold.
text_transcription: O COMING FROM THE SEAWARD WITH BLUE EYES IN SUNSHINE DROWNED AND MUSIC IN THY MOUTH AND THREADED HAIR ON WHICH THE DAYLIGHT LIES AS GOLD TO GOLD
phonemes: ˈoʊ, kˈʌmɪŋ fɹʌmðə sˈiːwɚd wɪð blˈuː ˈaɪz ɪn sˈʌnʃaɪn dɹˈaʊnd, ænd mjˈuːzɪk ɪn ðˌaɪ mˈaʊθ, ænd θɹˈɛdᵻd hˈɛɹ ˌɔn wˌɪtʃ ðə dˈeɪlaɪt lˈaɪz æz ɡˈoʊld tə ɡˈoʊld.