text_original: Long stood the king before that wide review. Divining, deep beyond its sound and hue. Unfathomable mystery and dream, — Rapture and woe illusive but supreme; And as the pine against the sea wind sighs. So thrilled his breast with whispers and surmise.
text_transcription: LONG STOOD THE KING BEFORE THAT WIDE REVIEW DIVINING DEEP BEYOND IT SOUND AND HUE UNFATHOMABLE MYSTERY AND DREAM RAPTURE AT WOE ELUSIVE BUT SUPREME AND AS THE PINE AGAINST THE SEA WIND SIGHS SO THRILLED HIS BREAST WITH WHISPERS AND SURMISE
phonemes: lˈɔŋ stˈʊd ðə kˈɪŋ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðæt wˈaɪd ɹᵻvjˈuː. dᵻvˈaɪnɪŋ, dˈiːp bᵻjˌɔnd ɪts sˈaʊnd ænd hjˈuː. ʌnfˈæðəməbəl mˈɪstɚɹi ænd dɹˈiːm, — ɹˈæptʃɚɹ ænd wˈoʊ ɪlˈuːsɪv bˌʌt suːpɹˈiːm; ænd æz ðə pˈaɪn ɐɡˈɛnst ðə sˈiː wˈɪnd sˈaɪz. sˌoʊ θɹˈɪld hɪz bɹˈɛst wɪð wˈɪspɚz ænd sɚmˈaɪz.