text_original: SEA BORN Afar in the turbulent city, In a hive where men make gold, He stood at his loom from dawn to dark, While the passing years were told.
text_transcription: SEABORN AFAR IN THE TURBULENT CITY IN A HIVE WHERE MEN MADE GOLD HE STOOD AT HIS LOOM FROM DAWN TO DARK WHILE THE PASSING YEARS WERE TOLD
phonemes: ˌɛsˌiːˈeɪ bˈɔːɹn ɐfˈɑːɹ ɪnðə tˈɜːbjʊlənt sˈɪɾi, ɪn ɐ hˈaɪv wˌɛɹ mˈɛn mˌeɪk ɡˈoʊld, hiː stˈʊd æt hɪz lˈuːm fɹʌm dˈɔːn tə dˈɑːɹk, wˌaɪl ðə pˈæsɪŋ jˈɪɹz wɜː tˈoʊld.