Mirror, mirror on the wall

• Mirror, mirror on the wall,
• who 's the wisest one of all?
• Can you tell the difference
• between my song of innocence
• and yours about experience?
• You seem to house a deeper sense—
• just tell me where I stand and then
• without delay tell me again.
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• Should I doubt or should I act?
• That 's the question—that 's a fact.
• Mirror now, with all respect,
• do not reflect what I expect.
• All the world 's a stage you know,
• foolish words have made it so.
• Listen now, who do you see?
• Mirror, take a look at me!
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• Should I be or should I not—
• shatter you and shoot the lot?
• Is it my job to signify?
• there 's something special in your eye.
• Mirror, speak and tell us who,
• what kind of secret spell are you?
• For all the world seems to be yours—
• except perhaps the wall of course.
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• Little mirror on my wall,
• show me images of all
• the things that I perhaps could do
• if I did not just look at you.
• This very word should not come out,
• it is no good to muse about
• the looking glass and the beyond,
• where right is left and back is front.