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36 All this the looking-glass achiev'd, Its threats were minded and believ'd. &emsp;The maid who spurn'd at all advice, Grew tame and gentle in a trice; So when all other means had fail'd, The silent monitor prevailed. &emsp;Thus, fable to the human kind Presents an image of the mind; It is a mirror, where we spy At large our own deformity, And learn of course, those faults to mend, Which but to mention would offend.