text_original: I, the holy bell, the gift of the Lord Llewellyn, Now the keel of a Cornish ship looms over my prison, Call from the underworld in mine old despair.
text_transcription: I THE HOLY BELL THE GIFT OF THE LORD'S LLEWOLLYN NOW THE KEEL OF A CORNISH SHIP LOOMS OVER MY PRISON CALL FROM THE UNDERWORLD IN MINE OLD DESPAIR
phonemes: ˈaɪ, ðə hˈoʊli bˈɛl, ðə ɡˈɪft ʌvðə lˈɔːɹd lʊwˈɛlɪn, nˈaʊ ðə kˈiːl əvə kˈɔːɹnɪʃ ʃˈɪp lˈuːmz ˌoʊvɚ maɪ pɹˈɪzən, kˈɔːl fɹʌmðɪ ˈʌndɚwˌɜːld ɪn mˈaɪn ˈoʊld dᵻspˈɛɹ.