text_original: Then O wonder ! ere ever it fell, A hand gat the sword in its grasp, And while earth and sea uttered their spawn, Far flung on the ocean of skies, It lay like the welter of dawn In the giant immutable clasp.
text_transcription: THEN O WONDER ERE EVER IT FELL A HAND GAT THE SWORD IN ITS GRASP AND WHILE EARTH AND SEA UTTERED THEIR SPAWN FAR FLUNG ON THE OCEAN OF SKIES IT LAY LIKE THE WELTER OF DAWN IN THE GIANT IMMUTABLE CLASP
phonemes: ðˈɛn ˈoʊ wˈʌndɚ ! ˈɛɹ ˈɛvɚɹ ɪt fˈɛl, ɐ hˈænd ɡˈæt ðə sˈɔːɹd ɪn ɪts ɡɹˈæsp, ænd wˌaɪl ˈɜːθ ænd sˈiː ˈʌɾɚd ðɛɹ spˈɔːn, fˈɑːɹ flˈʌŋ ɔnðɪ ˈoʊʃən ʌv skˈaɪz, ɪt lˈeɪ lˈaɪk ðə wˈɛltɚɹ ʌv dˈɔːn ɪnðə dʒˈaɪənt ɪmjˈuːɾəbəl klˈæsp.