text_original: Aye! better vanished, than to wait, as he, 19 DUANDON Duandon, silent by the unmastered sea, From which, till death, his heart was doomed to crave The uncomprehended tidings of the wave — An echo of that music from the shell Forever vibrant in its fall and swell — Was fated, still, from azure gulfs to dream He saw the arm of some white swimmer gleam.
text_transcription: AYE BETTER VANISH THAN TO WAIT AS HE DO ENDON SILENT BY THE UNMASTERED SEA FROM WHICH TILL DEATH HIS HEART WAS DOOMED TO CRAVE THE UNCOMPREHENDED TIDINGS OF THE WAVE AN ECHO OF THAT MUSIC FROM THE SHELL FOREVER VIBRANT IN ITS FALL AND SWELL WAS FATED STILL FROM AZURE GULFS TO DREAM HE SAW THE ARM OF SOME WHITE SWIMMER GLEAM
phonemes: ˈaɪ! bˈɛɾɚ vˈænɪʃt, ðɐn tə wˈeɪt, æz hiː, nˈaɪntiːn dˈuːændən dˈuːændən, sˈaɪlənt baɪ ðɪ ʌnmˈæstɚd sˈiː, fɹʌm wˈɪtʃ, tˈɪl dˈɛθ, hɪz hˈɑːɹt wʌz dˈuːmd tə kɹˈeɪv ðɪ ʌŋkˌɑːmpɹihˈɛndᵻd tˈaɪdɪŋz ʌvðə wˈeɪv — ɐn ˈɛkoʊ ʌv ðæt mjˈuːzɪk fɹʌmðə ʃˈɛl fɚɹˈɛvɚ vˈaɪbɹənt ɪn ɪts fˈɔːl ænd swˈɛl — wʌz fˈeɪɾᵻd, stˈɪl, fɹʌm ˈæʒɚ ɡˈʌlfs tə dɹˈiːm hiː sˈɔː ðɪ ˈɑːɹm ʌv sˌʌm wˈaɪt swˈɪmɚ ɡlˈiːm.