text_original: That links us to the shore— To our own precious Island home Which we may see no more!" Thus spake Dubritius; and the tide Fast wafted him away, Out t'wards the rocky Cambrian coast Of Cardigan's fair bay.
text_transcription: THAT LINKS US TO THE SHORE TO OUR OWN PRECIOUS ISLAND HOME WHICH WE MAY SEE NO MORE THUS SPAKE THE BREECHES AND THE TIDE FAST WAFTED HIM AWAY OUT TOWARDS THE ROCKY CAMBRINE COAST OF CARDIGAN'S FAIR BAY
phonemes: ðæt lˈɪŋks ˌʌs tə ðə ʃˈɔːɹ— tʊ ˌaʊɚɹ ˈoʊn pɹˈɛʃəs ˈaɪlənd hˈoʊm wˌɪtʃ wiː mˈeɪ sˈiː nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ!" ðˈʌs spˈeɪk dʌbɹˈɪʃəs; ænd ðə tˈaɪd fˈæst wˈæftᵻd hˌɪm ɐwˈeɪ, ˈaʊt tˈiːwɚdz ðə ɹˈɑːki kˈæmbɹiən kˈoʊst ʌv kˈɑːɹdɪɡənz fˈɛɹ bˈeɪ.