The Keekin Glass

How daur ye ca' me ' Howlet-face,'
Ye blear-e'ed, wither'd spectre?
Ye only spied the keekin-glass,
An' there ye saw your picture.

The Looking Glass

How dare you call me ' Owl-face,'
You bleary-eyed, withered spectre?
You only spied the looking glass,
And there you saw your picture.