I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes, Nor Trouble The Calm Fount Of Speech With Aught Of Passion Or Surprise. The Heart Of Thee I Cannot Reach: I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes! I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes; Nor Have Thee Smile, Nor Make Thee Weep: Though All My Life Droops Down And Dies, Desiring Thee, Desiring Sleep, I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes. I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes; I Would Not Change Thee If I Might, To Whom My Prayers For Incense Rise, Daughter Of Dreams! My Moon Of Night! I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes. I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes, With Trouble Of The Human Heart: Within Their Glance My Spirit Lies, A Frozen Thing, Alone, Apart; I Would Not Alter Thy Cold Eyes.