text_original: "Nay," said the scarlet visitor, "Though I sink through the sea, A ruined thing that was a ship, I sink not as did ye. For ye met with your destiny By storm or rock or fight, So through the lagging centuries Ye wear your robes of white.
text_transcription: NAY SAID THE SCARLET VISITOR THOUGH I SINK THROUGH THE SEA A RUINED THING THAT WAS A SHIP I SINK NOT AS DID YE FOR YE MET WITH YOUR DESTINY BY STORM OR ROCK OR FIGHT SO THROUGH THE LAGGING CENTURIES YE WEAR YOUR ROBES OF WHITE
phonemes: "nˈeɪ," sˈɛd ðə skˈɑːɹlɪt vˈɪzɪɾɚ, "ðˌoʊ aɪ sˈɪŋk θɹuː ðə sˈiː, ɐ ɹˈuːɪnd θˈɪŋ ðæt wʌzɐ ʃˈɪp, aɪ sˈɪŋk nˌɑːt æz dˈɪd jˈiː. fɔːɹ jiː mˈɛt wɪð jʊɹ dˈɛstɪni baɪ stˈɔːɹm ɔːɹ ɹˈɑːk ɔːɹ fˈaɪt, sˌoʊ θɹuː ðə lˈæɡɪŋ sˈɛntʃɚɹiz jiː wˈɛɹ jʊɹ ɹˈoʊbz ʌv wˈaɪt.