text_original: Far in the night, a rose of light It shines beside the sea; But overhead an unknown dread Impends eternally. There is a sound above, around Of music by the sea; And weird and wide the torches glide Of pagan revelry.
text_transcription: FAR IN THE NIGHT A ROSE OF LIGHT IT SHINES BESIDE THE SEA BUT OVERHEAD AN UNKNOWN DREAD IMPENDS ETERNALLY THERE IS A SOUND ABOVE AROUND OF MUSIC BY THE SEA AND WEIRD AND WIDE THE TORCHES GLIDE OF PAGAN REVELRY
phonemes: fˈɑːɹ ɪnðə nˈaɪt, ɐ ɹˈoʊz ʌv lˈaɪt ɪt ʃˈaɪnz bᵻsˌaɪd ðə sˈiː; bˌʌt ˌoʊvɚhˈɛd ɐn ʌnnˈoʊn dɹˈɛd ɪmpˈɛndz ɪtˈɜːnəli. ðɛɹ ɪz ɐ sˈaʊnd əbˈʌv, ɚɹˈaʊnd ʌv mjˈuːzɪk baɪ ðə sˈiː; ænd wˈɪɹd ænd wˈaɪd ðə tˈɔːɹtʃᵻz ɡlˈaɪd ʌv pˈeɪɡən ɹˈɛvəlɹi.