text_original: Lean desperately! He who feared a chasm's edge Were never the one to see The torment and the triumph hid Where the deep surges be. I pierce the gulf; I sweep the coast Where wide the tide swings free; I search as never soul sought before.
text_transcription: LEAN DESPERATELY HE WHO FEAR THE CHASM'S EDGE WERE NEVER THE ONE TO SEE THE TORMENT AND THE TRIUMPH HID WHERE THE DEEP SEARCHES BE I PIERCE THE GULF I SWEEP THE COAST WHERE WIDE THE TIDE SWINGS FREE I SEARCH AS NEVER SOUL SOUGHT BEFORE
phonemes: lˈiːn dˈɛspɚɹətli! hiː hˌuː fˈɪɹd ɐ kˈæzəmz ˈɛdʒ wɜː nˈɛvɚ ðə wˈʌn tə sˈiː ðə tˈɔːɹmɛnt ænd ðə tɹˈaɪʌmf hˈɪd wˌɛɹ ðə dˈiːp sˈɜːdʒᵻz bˈiː. aɪ pˈɪɹs ðə ɡˈʌlf; aɪ swˈiːp ðə kˈoʊst wˌɛɹ wˈaɪd ðə tˈaɪd swˈɪŋz fɹˈiː; aɪ sˈɜːtʃ æz nˈɛvɚ sˈoʊl sˈɔːt bᵻfˈɔːɹ.