text_original: The grim Titanic greeted her "And who art thou?" she said; "Why dost thou join our ghostly fleet Arrayed in living red? We are the ships of sorrow Who spend the weary night, Until the dawn of Judgment Day, Obscure and still and white."
text_transcription: THE GRIM TITANIC GREETED HER AND WHO ART THOU SHE SAID WHY DOST THOU JOIN OUR GHOSTLY FLEET ARRAYED IN LIVING RED WE ARE THE SHIPS OF SORROW WHO SPENT THE WEARY NIGHT UNTIL THE DAWN OF JUDGMENT DAY OBSCURE AND STILL AND WHITE
phonemes: ðə ɡɹˈɪm taɪtˈænɪk ɡɹˈiːɾᵻd hɜː "ænd hˌuː ˈɑːɹt ðˈaʊ?" ʃiː sˈɛd; "wˌaɪ dˈɑːst ðˈaʊ dʒˈɔɪn ˌaʊɚ ɡˈoʊstli flˈiːt ɚɹˈeɪd ɪn lˈɪvɪŋ ɹˈɛd? wiː ɑːɹ ðə ʃˈɪps ʌv sˈɑːɹoʊ hˌuː spˈɛnd ðə wˈɪɹi nˈaɪt, ʌntˈɪl ðə dˈɔːn ʌv dʒˈʌdʒmənt dˈeɪ, əbskjˈʊɹ ænd stˈɪl ænd wˈaɪt."