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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SKYFARER by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD THE COMPLAINT OF CHASTITIE by RICHARD BARNFIELD TO THE OBELISK DURING THE GREAT FROST, 1881 by MATHILDE BLIND GOOD-BYE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT BRIER-ROSE by HJALMAR HJORTH BOYESEN THE NEW HUDIBRAS by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB TREE-BURIAL by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. AS THE GREEKS DREAMED by EDWARD CARPENTER |