text_original: And through black wave and stormy blast, And out of the fog wreath dense and dun, Guided and held, shall the vessel run, Gain the fair haven, night being past, And anchor in the sun?
text_transcription: AND THROUGH BLACK WAVE AND STORMY BLAST AND OUT OF THE FOG WREATH DENSE AND DUMB GUIDED AND HELD SHALL THE VESSEL RUN GAIN THE FAIR HAVEN NIGHT BEING PASSED AND ANCHOR IN THE SUN
phonemes: ænd θɹuː blˈæk wˈeɪv ænd stˈɔːɹmi blˈæst, ænd ˌaʊɾəv ðə fˈɑːɡ ɹˈiːθ dˈɛns ænd dˈʌn, ɡˈaɪdᵻd ænd hˈɛld, ʃˌæl ðə vˈɛsəl ɹˈʌn, ɡˈeɪn ðə fˈɛɹ hˈeɪvən, nˈaɪt bˌiːɪŋ pˈæst, ænd ˈæŋkɚɹ ɪnðə sˈʌn?