text_original: So still the night, these two long barks round Dunashad that glide Must trust their oars  methinks not few  against the ebbing tide.
text_transcription: SO STILL THE NIGHT THESE TWO LONG BARKS ROUND DUNNER SHED THAT GLIDE MUST TRUST THEIR OARS METHINKS NOT FEW AGAINST THE EBBING TIDE
phonemes: sˌoʊ stˈɪl ðə nˈaɪt, ðiːz tˈuː lˈɔŋ bˈɑːɹks ɹˈaʊnd dˈʌnɐʃˌæd ðæt ɡlˈaɪd mˈʌst tɹˈʌst ðɛɹ ˈɔːɹz miːθˈɪŋks nˌɑːt fjˈuː ɐɡˈɛnst ðɪ ˈɛbɪŋ tˈaɪd.