text_original: But past all peace of bowers rang the call And invocation of the billows' fall, And, clean from kingdoms of the sapphire vast. DUJNDON The winds of ocean smote his brow at last.
text_transcription: BUT PAST ALL PEACE OF BOWERS RANG THE CALL AND INVOCATION OF THE BILLOWS FALL AND CLEAN FROM KINGDOMS OF THE SATIRE VAST THE WINDS OF OCEAN SMOTE HIS BROW AT LAST
phonemes: bˌʌt pˈæst ˈɔːl pˈiːs ʌv bˈaʊɚz ɹˈæŋ ðə kˈɔːl ænd ɪnvoʊkˈeɪʃən ʌvðə bˈɪloʊz fˈɔːl, ænd, klˈiːn fɹʌm kˈɪŋdəmz ʌvðə sˈæfaɪɚ vˈæst. dˈʌdʒndən ðə wˈɪndz ʌv ˈoʊʃən smˈoʊt hɪz bɹˈaʊ æt lˈæst.