text_original: Long and vainly has she watched for a boat's prow to cleave that amber mist and bear to her arms that vision of beauty and tender love I took away from her. My heart saddens at the thought of her grief and long, long waiting that only death will end.
text_transcription: LONG AND VAINLY HAS SHE WATCHED FOR A BOAT'S PROW TO CLEAVE THAT AMBER MIST AND BEAR TO HER ARMS THAT VISION OF BEAUTY AND TENDER LOVE I TOOK AWAY FROM HER MY HEART SADDENS AT THE THOUGHT OF HER GRIEF AND LONG LONG WAITING THAT ONLY DEATH WILL END
phonemes: lˈɔŋ ænd vˈeɪnli hɐz ʃiː wˈɑːtʃt fɚɹə bˈoʊts pɹˈaʊ tə klˈiːv ðæt ˈæmbɚ mˈɪst ænd bˈɛɹ tə hɜːɹ ˈɑːɹmz ðæt vˈɪʒən ʌv bjˈuːɾi ænd tˈɛndɚ lˈʌv aɪ tˈʊk ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌm hɜː. maɪ hˈɑːɹt sˈædənz æt ðə θˈɔːt ʌv hɜː ɡɹˈiːf ænd lˈɔŋ, lˈɔŋ wˈeɪɾɪŋ ðæt ˈoʊnli dˈɛθ wɪl ˈɛnd.