text_original: If again Towards the Atlantic sea there I should speed, they'd be there Surely now as then? . . . Why waste thought, When I know them vanished Under earth; yea, banished Ever into nought.
text_transcription: IF AGAIN TOWARDS THE ATLANTIC SEA THERE I SHOULD SPEED THEY'D BE THERE SURELY NOW AS THEN WHY WASTE THOUGHT WHEN I KNOW THEM VANISHED UNDER EARTH YEA BANISHED EVER INTO NOUGHT
phonemes: ɪf ɐɡˈɛn təwˈɔːɹdz ðɪ ɐtlˈæntɪk sˈiː ðɛɹ aɪ ʃˌʊd spˈiːd, ðeɪd biː ðɛɹ ʃˈʊɹli nˈaʊ æz ðˈɛn? . . . wˌaɪ wˈeɪst θˈɔːt, wˌɛn aɪ nˈoʊ ðˌɛm vˈænɪʃt ˌʌndɚɹ ˈɜːθ; jˈeɪ, bˈænɪʃt ˈɛvɚɹ ˌɪntʊ nˈɔːt.