text_original: But when the hour and mood of passion came, and a man or a nation said, ' I do not care any longer whether this is for my interest or not — I don't care whether you call it right or wrong — this way my instincts drive me, and this way I am  going' — then Mr. Cobden's teaching, the very perfection as it was of common sense and  fair play, was out of season.
text_transcription: BUT WHEN THE HOUR AND MOOD OF PASSION CAME AND A MAN OR A NATION SAID I DO NOT CARE ANY LONGER WHETHER THIS IS FOR MY INTEREST OR NOT I DON'T CARE WHETHER YOU CALL IT RIGHT OR WRONG THIS WAY MY INSTINCTS DRIVE ME AND THIS WAY I AM GOING THEN MISTER COBDEN'S TEACHING THE VERY PERFECTION AS IT WAS COMMON SENSE AND FAIR PLAY WAS OUT OF SEASON
phonemes: bˌʌt wɛn ðɪ ˈaʊɚ ænd mˈuːd ʌv pˈæʃən kˈeɪm, ænd ɐ mˈæn ɔːɹ ɐ nˈeɪʃən sˈɛd, aɪ duːnˌɑːt kˈɛɹ ˌɛni lˈɔŋɡɚ wˈɛðɚ ðɪs ɪz fɔːɹ maɪ ˈɪntɹɛst ɔːɹ nˈɑːt — aɪ dˈoʊnt kˈɛɹ wˈɛðɚ juː kˈɔːl ɪt ɹˈaɪt ɔːɹ ɹˈɔŋ — ðɪs wˈeɪ maɪ ˈɪnstɪŋkts dɹˈaɪv mˌiː, ænd ðɪs wˈeɪ aɪɐm ɡˈoʊɪŋ — ðˈɛn mˈɪstɚ. kˈɑːbdənz tˈiːtʃɪŋ, ðə vˈɛɹi pɚfˈɛkʃən æz ɪt wʌz ʌv kˈɑːmən sˈɛns ænd fˈɛɹ plˈeɪ, wʌz ˌaʊɾəv sˈiːzən.