text_original: Good sailor come and tell me nowIs that my Lady's lily hand?Or is it but the gleaming prow,Or is it but the silver sand?No! no! 'tis not the tangled dew,'Tis not the silver fretted sand,It is my own dear Lady trueWith golden hair and lily hand!
text_transcription: GOOD SAILOR COME AND TELL ME NOW IS THAT MY LADY'S LILY HAND OR IS IT BUT THE GLEAMING PROW OR IS IT BUT THE SILVER SAND NO NO TIS NOT THE TANGLED DEW TIS NOT THE SILVER FRETTED SAND IT IS MY OWN DEAR LADY TRUE WITH GOLDEN HAIR AND LILY HAND
phonemes: ɡˈʊd sˈeɪlɚ kˈʌm ænd tˈɛl mˌiː nˈaʊ ɪz ðæt maɪ lˈeɪdiz lˈɪli hˈænd?ɔːɹ ɪz ɪt bˌʌt ðə ɡlˈiːmɪŋ pɹˈaʊ,ɔːɹ ɪz ɪt bˌʌt ðə sˈɪlvɚ sˈænd?nˈoʊ! nˈoʊ! tˈɪz nˌɑːt ðə tˈæŋɡəld dˈuː,tˈɪz nˌɑːt ðə sˈɪlvɚ fɹˈɛɾᵻd sˈænd,ɪɾ ɪz maɪ ˈoʊn dˈɪɹ lˈeɪdi tɹˈuː wɪð ɡˈoʊldən hˈɛɹ ænd lˈɪli hˈænd!