text_original: Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew ; No more he '11 hear the tempest howling, For death has broached him to.
text_transcription: HERE A SHEER HULK LIES POOR TOM BOWLING THE DARLING OF OUR CREW NO MORE HE'D HEAR THE TEMPEST HOWLING FOR DEATH HAS BROACHED HIM TOO
phonemes: hˈɪɹ, ɐ ʃˈɪɹ hˈʌlk, lˈaɪz pˈʊɹ tˈɑːm bˈoʊlɪŋ, ðə dˈɑːɹlɪŋ ʌv ˌaʊɚ kɹˈuː ; nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ hiː ɪlˈɛvən hˈɪɹ ðə tˈɛmpɪst hˈaʊlɪŋ, fɔːɹ dˈɛθ hɐz bɹˈoʊtʃt hˌɪm tuː.