text_original: _ Bright was the morning, cool the air, Serene was all the skies; When on the waves I left my dear, The center of my joys; Heav'n and nature smiling were. And nothing sad but I.
text_transcription: BRIGHT WAS THE MORNING COOL THE AIR SERENE WAS ALL THE SKIES WHEN ON THE WAVES I LEFT MY DEAR THE CENTRE OF MY JOYS HEAVEN AND NATURE SMILING WERE AND NOTHING SAID BUT I
phonemes: bɹˈaɪt wʌzðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, kˈuːl ðɪ ˈɛɹ, sɚɹˈiːn wʌz ˈɔːl ðə skˈaɪz; wˌɛn ɔnðə wˈeɪvz aɪ lˈɛft maɪ dˈɪɹ, ðə sˈɛntɚɹ ʌv maɪ dʒˈɔɪz; hˈiːvn ænd nˈeɪtʃɚ smˈaɪlɪŋ wɜː. ænd nˈʌθɪŋ sˈæd bˌʌt ˈaɪ.