text_original: We'll dive where the gardens of coral lie darkling, And plant all the rosiest stems at thy head; We'll seek where the sands of the Caspian are sparkling, And gather their gold to strew over thy bed.
text_transcription: WE'LL DIVE WHERE THE GARDENS OF CORAL LIE DARKLING AND PLANT ALL THE ROSIEST STEMS AT THY HEAD WE'LL SEEK WHERE THE SANDS OF THE CASPIAN ARE SPARKLING AND GATHER THEIR GOLD TO STREW OVER THY BED
phonemes: wiːl dˈaɪv wˌɛɹ ðə ɡˈɑːɹdənz ʌv kˈɔːɹəl lˈaɪ dˈɑːɹklɪŋ, ænd plˈænt ˈɔːl ðə ɹˈoʊziɪst stˈɛmz æt ðˌaɪ hˈɛd; wiːl sˈiːk wˌɛɹ ðə sˈændz ʌvðə kˈæspiən ɑːɹ spˈɑːɹklɪŋ, ænd ɡˈæðɚ ðɛɹ ɡˈoʊld tə stɹˈuː ˌoʊvɚ ðˌaɪ bˈɛd.