text_original: 117 "Three sonnets bt ^he nighh sea II Now, as I hear upon the cavemed night The ocean's ceaseless and stupendous dirge, And one by one the stars approach its verge, The deep seems all one prayer, and the light Of farthest suns but questions for the sight Of men who yet may test the Dark, to urge Life's portent from the starlight and the surge. And read the ancient Mystery aright.
text_transcription: TWO NOW AS I HEAR UPON THE CAVERN NIGHT THE OCEAN'S CEASELESS AND STUPENDOUS DIRGE AND ONE BY ONE THE STARS APPROACH ITS VERGE THE DEEP SEEMS ALL ONE PRAYER AND DELIGHT OF FATHERS SONS BUT QUESTIONS FOR THE SIGHT OF MAN WHO YET MAY TEST THE DARK TO URGE LIVES PORTENT FROM THE STARLIGHT AND THE SEARCH AND READ THE ANCIENT MYSTERY ARIGHT
phonemes: wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvəntˌiːn "θɹˈiː sˈɑːnɪts bˌiːtˈiː hiː nˈaɪ sˈiː ɹˌoʊmən tˈuː nˈaʊ, æz aɪ hˈɪɹ əpˌɑːn ðə kˈeɪviːmd nˈaɪt ðɪ ˈoʊʃənz sˈiːsləs ænd stuːpˈɛndəs dˈɜːdʒ, ænd wˈʌn baɪ wˈʌn ðə stˈɑːɹz ɐpɹˈoʊtʃ ɪts vˈɜːdʒ, ðə dˈiːp sˈiːmz ˈɔːl wˈʌn pɹˈɛɹ, ænd ðə lˈaɪt ʌv fˈɑːɹðɪst sˈʌnz bˌʌt kwˈɛstʃənz fɚðə sˈaɪt ʌv mˈɛn hˌuː jˈɛt mˈeɪ tˈɛst ðə dˈɑːɹk, tʊ ˈɜːdʒ lˈaɪfz pˈɔːɹtənt fɹʌmðə stˈɑːɹlaɪt ænd ðə sˈɜːdʒ. ænd ɹˈiːd ðɪ ˈeɪntʃənt mˈɪstɚɹi ɚɹˈaɪt.