text_original: 269 Strong motives that might change the course Of all we think and do. Upon the tall cliff's cloud  wrapt verge The lonely shepherd stands, And hears the thundering ocean surge That sweeps the far off strands ; And thinks in peace of raging storms Where he will never be — Of life in all its unknown forms In lands beyond the sea.
text_transcription: STRONG MOTIVES THAT MIGHT CHANGE THE COURSE OF ALL WE THINK AND DO UPON THE TALL CLIFF'S CLOUD WRECKED VERGE THE LONELY SHEPHERD STANDS AND HEARS THE THUNDERING OCEAN SURGE THAT SWEEPS THE FAR OFF STRANDS AND THINKS IN PEACE OF RAGING STORMS WHERE HE WILL NEVER BE OF LIFE IN ALL ITS UNKNOWN FORMS IN LANDS BEYOND THE SEA
phonemes: tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɪksti nˈaɪn stɹˈɔŋ mˈoʊɾɪvz ðæt mˌaɪt tʃˈeɪndʒ ðə kˈɔːɹs ʌv ˈɔːl wiː θˈɪŋk ænd dˈuː. əpˌɑːn ðə tˈɔːl klˈɪfs klˈaʊd ɹˈæpt vˈɜːdʒ ðə lˈoʊnli ʃˈɛpɚd stˈændz, ænd hˈɪɹz ðə θˈʌndɚɹɪŋ ˈoʊʃən sˈɜːdʒ ðæt swˈiːps ðə fˈɑːɹ ˈɔf stɹˈændz ; ænd θˈɪŋks ɪn pˈiːs ʌv ɹˈeɪdʒɪŋ stˈɔːɹmz wˌɛɹ hiː wɪl nˈɛvɚ bˈiː — ʌv lˈaɪf ɪn ˈɔːl ɪts ʌnnˈoʊn fˈɔːɹmz ɪn lˈændz bᵻjˌɔnd ðə sˈiː.