text_original: 'Twixt creek and bay." So loath to go From these calm shallows that we know, We fain would stay the year's swift flow, Nor onward go To banks more wide, Where seaward drawings of the tide Impel to deeper depths untried, Where Life grows wide. 'Twixt creek and bay   The morning deepens into day, And richer freight we bear, alway, When in the bay.
text_transcription: TWIXT CREEK AND BAY SO LOATH TO GO FROM THESE CALM SHALLOWS THAT WE KNOW WE FAIN WOULD STAY THE YEAR'S SWIFT FLOW NOR ONWARD GO TO BANKS MORE WIDE WHERE SEAWARD DRAWINGS OF THE TIDE IMPEL TO DEEPER DEPTH UNTRIED WHERE LIFE GROWS WIDE TWIXT CREEK AND BAY THE MORNING DEEPENS INTO DAY AND RICHER FREIGHT WE BEAR ALWAY WHEN IN THE BAY
phonemes: twˈɪkst kɹˈiːk ænd bˈeɪ." sˌoʊ lˈoʊθ tə ɡˌoʊ fɹʌm ðiːz kˈɑːm ʃˈæloʊz ðæt wiː nˈoʊ, wiː fˈeɪn wʊd stˈeɪ ðə jˈɪɹz swˈɪft flˈoʊ, nˈɔːɹ ˈɑːnwɚd ɡˌoʊ tə bˈæŋks mˈɔːɹ wˈaɪd, wˌɛɹ sˈiːwɚd dɹˈɔːɪŋz ʌvðə tˈaɪd ɪmpˈɛl tə dˈiːpɚ dˈɛpθs ʌntɹˈaɪd, wˌɛɹ lˈaɪf ɡɹˈoʊz wˈaɪd. twˈɪkst kɹˈiːk ænd bˈeɪ ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ dˈiːpənz ˌɪntʊ dˈeɪ, ænd ɹˈɪtʃɚ fɹˈeɪt wiː bˈɛɹ, ˈɔlweɪ, wˌɛn ɪnðə bˈeɪ.