text_original: These struggling tides of life, that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end.
text_transcription: THESE STRUGGLING TIDES OF LIFE THAT SEEM IN WAYWARD AIMLESS COURSE TO TEND ARE EDDIES OF THE MIGHTY STREAM THAT ROLLS TO ITS APPOINTED END
phonemes: ðiːz stɹˈʌɡlɪŋ tˈaɪdz ʌv lˈaɪf, ðæt sˈiːm ɪn wˈeɪwɚd, ˈeɪmləs kˈɔːɹs tə tˈɛnd, ɑːɹ ˈɛdɪz ʌvðə mˈaɪɾi stɹˈiːm ðæt ɹˈoʊlz tʊ ɪts ɐpˈɔɪntᵻd ˈɛnd.