text_original: Some shadow of the glory she restores, Tho' wave and wind devour the Ships of Dream; For many mark her ere the fall of night. When the surf's sound is mighty on her shores, Singing, as wildly on her bosom gleam The sea dews, and the rubies of the light.
text_transcription: SOME SHADOW OF THE GLORY SHE RESTORES THOUGH WAVE AND WIND DEVOUR THE SHIPS OF DREAM FOR MANY MARK HER ERE THE FALL OF NIGHT WHEN THE SERF'S SOUND IS MIGHTY ON HER SHORES SINGING AS WILDLY ON HER BOSOM GLEAM THE SEED DEWS AND THE RUBIES OF THE LIGHT
phonemes: sˌʌm ʃˈædoʊ ʌvðə ɡlˈɔːɹi ʃiː ɹᵻstˈɔːɹz, ðˈoʊ wˈeɪv ænd wˈɪnd dɪvˈaʊɚ ðə ʃˈɪps ʌv dɹˈiːm; fɔːɹ mˈɛni mˈɑːɹk hɜːɹ ˈɛɹ ðə fˈɔːl ʌv nˈaɪt. wˌɛn ðə sˈɜːfs sˈaʊnd ɪz mˈaɪɾi ˌɔn hɜː ʃˈɔːɹz, sˈɪŋɪŋ, æz wˈaɪldli ˌɔn hɜː bˈʊzəm ɡlˈiːm ðə sˈiː dˈuːz, ænd ðə ɹˈuːbiz ʌvðə lˈaɪt.