Anthony TrollopeI sometimes think you despise poetry, ' said Phineas. 'When it is false I do. The difficulty is to know when it is false and when it is true.
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When Phineas said, “I sometimes think you despise poetry,” he was speaking about the difficulty of knowing when a poem is right. This is a common statement, but it is always true that there is a difference between whether a poem will be good or not. In other words, you can not always tell if a poem is true or false simply by its words. It takes many years of experience to know what works and what does not.
Source: Phineas Finn
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