text_original: Last eve across a mad encrimsoned sea I saw the sun plunge down into the night Even as a flaming vessel, and on me There fell the glory of an ancient fight.
text_transcription: LAST EVE ACROSS A MAD AND CRIMSON SEA I SAW THE SUN PLUNGE DOWN INTO THE NIGHT EVEN AS A FLAMING VESSEL AND ON ME THERE FELL THE GLORY OF AN ANCIENT FIGHT
phonemes: lˈæst ˈiːv əkɹˌɑːs ɐ mˈæd ɛŋkɹˈɪmsənd sˈiː aɪ sˈɔː ðə sˈʌn plˈʌndʒ dˌaʊn ˌɪntʊ ðə nˈaɪt ˈiːvən æz ɐ flˈeɪmɪŋ vˈɛsəl, ænd ˌɔn mˌiː ðɛɹ fˈɛl ðə ɡlˈɔːɹi əvən ˈeɪntʃənt fˈaɪt.