text_original: Then he sat by the rudder and sullenly gazed in the depths of the blue rocking tide; "Thou art deep; in thy depths thriveth peace, it may be, but it thriveth not here where we ride.
text_transcription: THEN HE SAT BY THE RUDDER AND SULLENLY GAZED IN THE DEPTH OF THE BLUE ROCKING TIDE THOU ART DEEP IN THY DEPTH THRIVETH PEACE IT MAY BE BUT IT THRIVETH NOT HERE WHERE WE RIDE
phonemes: ðˈɛn hiː sˈæt baɪ ðə ɹˈʌdɚ ænd sˈʌlənli ɡˈeɪzd ɪnðə dˈɛpθs ʌvðə blˈuː ɹˈɑːkɪŋ tˈaɪd; "ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt dˈiːp; ɪn ðˌaɪ dˈɛpθs θɹˈaɪvəθ pˈiːs, ɪt mˈeɪ bˈiː, bˌʌt ɪt θɹˈaɪvəθ nˌɑːt hˈɪɹ wˌɛɹ wiː ɹˈaɪd.