text_original: But as I thought these fancies, Again I raised mine eyes And saw the sunset tinting The glorious western skies. Now 'mid the farewell glories "Of Sol's departing ray," I saw an Island resting Upon his golden way.
text_transcription: BUT AS I THOUGHT THESE FANCIES AGAIN I RAISED MINE EYES AND SAW THE SUNSET TINTING THE GLORIOUS WESTERN SKIES NOW MID THE FAREWELL GLORIES OF SAUL'S DEPARTING RAY I SAW AN ISLAND RESTING UPON HIS GOLDEN WAY
phonemes: bˌʌt æz aɪ θˈɔːt ðiːz fˈænsiz, ɐɡˈɛn aɪ ɹˈeɪzd mˈaɪn ˈaɪz ænd sˈɔː ðə sˈʌnsɛt tˈɪntɪŋ ðə ɡlˈɔːɹiəs wˈɛstɚn skˈaɪz. nˈaʊ mˈɪd ðə fɛɹwˈɛl ɡlˈɔːɹiz "ʌv sˈɑːlz dᵻpˈɑːɹɾɪŋ ɹˈeɪ," aɪ sˈɔː ɐn ˈaɪlənd ɹˈɛstɪŋ əpˌɑːn hɪz ɡˈoʊldən wˈeɪ.