text_original: 1 never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more, And backwards flew to her billowy breast, Like a bird that seeketh its mother's nest; And a mother she was, and is, to me; For I was born on the open sea
text_transcription: I NEVER WAS ON THE DULL TAME SHORE BUT I LOVED THE GREAT SEA MORE AND MORE AND BACKWARDS FLEW TO HER BILLOWY BREAST LIKE A BIRD THAT SEEKETH ITS MOTHER'S NEST AND A MOTHER SHE WAS AND IS TO ME FOR I WAS BORN ON THE OPEN SEA
phonemes: wˈʌn nˈɛvɚ wʌz ɔnðə dˈʌl, tˈeɪm ʃˈɔːɹ, bˌʌt aɪ lˈʌvd ðə ɡɹˈeɪt sˈiː mˈɔːɹ ænd mˈɔːɹ, ænd bˈækwɚdz flˈuː tə hɜː bˈɪloʊi bɹˈɛst, lˈaɪk ɐ bˈɜːd ðæt sˈiːkəθ ɪts mˈʌðɚz nˈɛst; ænd ɐ mˈʌðɚ ʃiː wʌz, ænd ɪz, tə mˌiː; fɔːɹ aɪ wʌz bˈɔːɹn ɔnðɪ ˈoʊpən sˈiː