text_original: " Here in my tower, my lamps in row, I sit the long hours through ; There is no soul to mark or know If I my duty do ; Yet oftentimes I seem to see A world of eyes all bent on me ! " Go out ! My lamps go out ! alas ! It were a woeful day If ever it should come to pass That I must live to say, A CLOUD OF WITNESSES A ship went down in storm and night, Because there failed it Calais Light."
text_transcription: HERE IN MY TOWER MY LAMPS IN ROW I SIT THE LONG HOURS THROUGH THERE IS NO SOUL TO MARK OR KNOW IF I MY DUTY DO YET OFTENTIMES I SEEM TO SEE A WORLD OF ICE ALL BENT ON ME GO OUT MY LAMPS GO OUT ALAS IT WERE A WOEFUL DAY IF EVER IT SHOULD COME TO PASS THAT I MUST LIVE TO SAY A SHIP WENT DOWN IN STORM AND NIGHT BECAUSE THERE FAILED IT CALAIS LIGHT
phonemes: " hˈɪɹ ɪn maɪ tˈaʊɚ, maɪ lˈæmps ɪn ɹˈoʊ, aɪ sˈɪt ðə lˈɔŋ ˈaʊɚz θɹˈuː ; ðɛɹ ɪz nˈoʊ sˈoʊl tə mˈɑːɹk ɔːɹ nˈoʊ ɪf aɪ maɪ dˈuːɾi dˈuː ; jˈɛt ˈɔfəntˌaɪmz aɪ sˈiːm tə sˈiː ɐ wˈɜːld ʌv ˈaɪz ˈɔːl bˈɛnt ˈɔn mˌiː ! " ɡˌoʊ ˈaʊt ! maɪ lˈæmps ɡˌoʊ ˈaʊt ! ɐlˈæs ! ɪt wɜːɹ ɐ wˈoʊfəl dˈeɪ ɪf ˈɛvɚɹ ɪt ʃˌʊd kˈʌm tə pˈæs ðæt aɪ mˈʌst lˈɪv tə sˈeɪ, ɐ klˈaʊd ʌv wˈɪtnəsᵻz ɐ ʃˈɪp wɛnt dˌaʊn ɪn stˈɔːɹm ænd nˈaɪt, bɪkˈʌz ðɛɹ fˈeɪld ɪt kˈæleɪ lˈaɪt."