text_original: Moan, moan, ye dying gales! The saddest of your tales Is not so sad as life; Nor have you e'er began A theme so wild as man, Or with such sorrow rife.
text_transcription: MOAN MOAN YE DYING GALES THE SADDEST OF YOUR TALES IS NOT SO SAD AS LIFE NOR HAVE YOU EVER BEGUN A SEAM SO WILD AS MAN OR WITH SUCH SORROW RIFE
phonemes: mˈoʊn, mˈoʊn, jiː dˈaɪɪŋ ɡˈeɪlz! ðə sˈædɪst ʌv jʊɹ tˈeɪlz ɪz nˌɑːt sˌoʊ sˈæd æz lˈaɪf; nˈɔːɹ hæv juː ˈɛɹ bɪɡˈæn ɐ θˈiːm sˌoʊ wˈaɪld æz mˈæn, ɔːɹ wɪð sˈʌtʃ sˈɑːɹoʊ ɹˈaɪf.