text_original: To veer, how vain! On, onward strain, Brave barks! In light, in darkness too, Through winds and tides one compass guides; To that and your own selves be true.
text_transcription: TO VEER HOW VAIN ON ONWARD STRAIN BRAVE BARKS IN LIGHT IN DARKNESS TOO THROUGH WINDS AND TIDES ONE COMPASS GUIDES TO THAT AND YOUR OWN SELVES BE TRUE
phonemes: tə vˈɪɹ, hˌaʊ vˈeɪn! ˈɔn, ˈɑːnwɚd stɹˈeɪn, bɹˈeɪv bˈɑːɹks! ɪn lˈaɪt, ɪn dˈɑːɹknəs tˈuː, θɹuː wˈɪndz ænd tˈaɪdz wˈʌn kˈʌmpəs ɡˈaɪdz; tə ðæt ænd jʊɹ ˈoʊn sˈɛlvz biː tɹˈuː.