text_original: Oh, yea! and tho' she struggled pale, Did it not hold her cold and fast, Till crawled the tide o'er rock and swale, To her at last?
text_transcription: O YEAR AND THOUGH SHE STRUGGLED PALE THEY DID NOT HOLD HER COLD AND FAST TILL CRAWL TO TIDE OVER ROCK AND SWALE TO HER AT LAST
phonemes: ˈoʊ, jˈeɪ! ænd ðˈoʊ ʃiː stɹˈʌɡəld pˈeɪl, dˈɪd ɪt nˌɑːt hˈoʊld hɜː kˈoʊld ænd fˈæst, tˈɪl kɹˈɔːld ðə tˈaɪd ˈɔːɹ ɹˈɑːk ænd swˈɑːl, tə hɜːɹ æt lˈæst?