text_original: What had Death in store to awe Those eyes, that huge sea beasts unmelting saw, Saw the swelling of the surge, And high Ceraunian cliffs, the seaman's scourge? Heaven's high providence in vain Has sever'd countries with the estranging main, If our vessels ne'ertheless With reckless plunge that sacred bar transgress.
text_transcription: WHAT HAD DEATH IN STORE TO AWE THOSE EYES THAT HUGE SEA BEASTS UNMELTING SAW THE SWELLING OF THE SEARCH AND HIGH CERENIAN CLIFFS THE SEAMEN'S SCORGE HEAVEN'S HIGH PROVIDENCE IN VAIN HAS SEVERED COUNTRIES WITH THE ESTRANGING MAIN IF OUR VESSELS NEVERTHELESS WITH RECKLESS PLUNGE THAT SACRED BAR TRANSGRESS
phonemes: wˌʌt hæd dˈɛθ ɪn stˈɔːɹ tʊ ˈɔː ðoʊz ˈaɪz, ðæt hjˈuːdʒ sˈiː bˈiːsts ʌnmˈɛltɪŋ sˈɔː, sˈɔː ðə swˈɛlɪŋ ʌvðə sˈɜːdʒ, ænd hˈaɪ səɹˈɔːniən klˈɪfs, ðə sˈiːmənz skˈɜːdʒ? hˈɛvənz hˈaɪ pɹˈɑːvɪdəns ɪn vˈeɪn hɐz sˈɛvɚd kˈʌntɹiz wɪððɪ ˈɛstɹeɪndʒˌɪŋ mˈeɪn, ɪf ˌaʊɚ vˈɛsəlz nˌɛɹðəlˈɛs wɪð ɹˈɛkləs plˈʌndʒ ðæt sˈeɪkɹɪd bˈɑːɹ tɹænsɡɹˈɛs.