text_original: MORE than the compass to the mariner, Wast thou, Felipa, to his dauntless soul. Through adverse winds that threatened wreck, and nights Of rayless gloom, thou pointed ever to The North Star of his great ambition.
text_transcription: MORE THAN THE COMPASS TO THE MARINER WAST THOU PHILIPPA TO HIS DAUNTLESS SOUL THROUGH ADVERSE WINDS THAT THREATENED WRECK AND NIGHTS OF RAILLESS GLOOM THOU POINTED EVER TO THE NORTH STAR OF HIS GREAT AMBITION
phonemes: mˈɔːɹ ðɐn ðə kˈʌmpəs tə ðə mˈæɹɪnɚ, wɑːst ðˈaʊ, fˈɛlɪpə, tə hɪz dˈɔːntləs sˈoʊl. θɹuː ædvˈɜːs wˈɪndz ðæt θɹˈɛʔn̩d ɹˈɛk, ænd nˈaɪts ʌv ɹˈeɪləs ɡlˈuːm, ðˈaʊ pˈɔɪntᵻd ˈɛvɚ tə ðə nˈɔːɹθ stˈɑːɹ ʌv hɪz ɡɹˈeɪt æmbˈɪʃən.