text_original: Will our dear sea sing with the old sweet tone, Though one sits stricken where its billows roll?
text_transcription: WILL OUR DEAR SEA SING WITH THE OLD SWEET TONE THE ONE SIT STRICKEN WHERE ITS BILLOWS ROLL
phonemes: wɪl ˌaʊɚ dˈɪɹ sˈiː sˈɪŋ wɪððɪ ˈoʊld swˈiːt tˈoʊn, ðˌoʊ wˈʌn sˈɪts stɹˈɪkən wˌɛɹ ɪts bˈɪloʊz ɹˈoʊl?