text_original: There pass the chasers of seal and whale, With their weapons quaint and grim, And bands of warriors in glittering mail, And herdsmen and hunters huge of limb. There are naked arms, with bow and spear, And furry gauntlets the carbine rear.
text_transcription: THERE PASS THE CHASERS OF SEAL AND WHALE WITH THEIR WEAPONS QUAINT AND GRIM AND HANDS OF WARRIORS IN GLITTERING MAIL AND HERDSMEN AND HUNTERS HUGE OF LIMB THERE ARE NAKED ARMS WITH BOW AND SPEAR AND FURRY GAUNTLETS THE CARBINE REAR
phonemes: ðɛɹ pˈæs ðə tʃˈeɪsɚz ʌv sˈiːl ænd wˈeɪl, wɪð ðɛɹ wˈɛpənz kwˈeɪnt ænd ɡɹˈɪm, ænd bˈændz ʌv wˈɔːɹɪɚz ɪn ɡlˈɪɾɚɹɪŋ mˈeɪl, ænd hˈɜːdzmɛn ænd hˈʌntɚz hjˈuːdʒ ʌv lˈɪm. ðɛɹˌɑːɹ nˈeɪkᵻd ˈɑːɹmz, wɪð bˈoʊ ænd spˈɪɹ, ænd fˈɜːɹi ɡˈɔːntlɪts ðə kˈɑːɹbaɪn ɹˈɪɹ.