text_original: And sang; till Earth and Heaven were A far, forgotten memory; For more than Heaven seemed hid in her To me:   Sleep, sweeter than love's face or home; Love, more than immortality; And music of the dreamy foam For me. Pass over her with all thy ships With all thy stormy tides, O sea!
text_transcription: AND SANG TILL EARTH AND HEAVEN WERE A FAR FORGOTTEN MEMORY FOR MORE THAN HEAVEN SEEMED HID IN HER TO ME SLEEP SWEETER THAN LOVE'S FACE OR HOME LOVE MORE THAN IMMORTALITY AND MUSIC OF THE DREAMY FOAM FOR ME PASS OVER HER WITH ALL THY SHIPS WITH ALL THY STORMY TIDES O SEA
phonemes: ænd sˈæŋ; tˈɪl ˈɜːθ ænd hˈɛvən wɜːɹ ɐ fˈɑːɹ, fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩ mˈɛmɚɹi; fɔːɹ mˈɔːɹ ðɐn hˈɛvən sˈiːmd hˈɪd ɪn hɜː tə mˌiː:   slˈiːp, swˈiːɾɚ ðɐn lˈʌvz fˈeɪs ɔːɹ hˈoʊm; lˈʌv, mˈɔːɹ ðɐn ɪmɔːɹtˈælᵻɾi; ænd mjˈuːzɪk ʌvðə dɹˈiːmi fˈoʊm fɔːɹ mˌiː. pˈæs ˌoʊvɚ hɜː wɪð ˈɔːl ðˌaɪ ʃˈɪps wɪð ˈɔːl ðˌaɪ stˈɔːɹmi tˈaɪdz, ˈoʊ sˈiː!