text_original: While light was hanging crowns of gold On mountains high and hoary, A gallant bark got under weigh, And with her sails my story.
text_transcription: WHILE LIGHT WAS HANGING CROWNS OF GOLD ON MOUNTAINS HIGH AND HOARY A GALLANT BARK GOT UNDER WAY AND WITH HER SAILS MY STORY
phonemes: wˌaɪl lˈaɪt wʌz hˈæŋɪŋ kɹˈaʊnz ʌv ɡˈoʊld ˌɔn mˈaʊntɪnz hˈaɪ ænd hˈɔːɹi, ɐ ɡˈælənt bˈɑːɹk ɡɑːt ˌʌndɚ wˈeɪ, ænd wɪð hɜː sˈeɪlz maɪ stˈɔːɹi.