Для тех, кто знаком с английской (можно и американской) поэзией.

Льюис Кэролл

A Nursery Darling

A Mother's breast:
Safe refuge from her childish fears,
From childish troubles, childish tears,
Mists that enshroud her dawning years!
see how in sleep she seems to sing
A voiceless psalm--an offering
Raised, to the glory of her King
In Love: for Love is Rest.

A Darling's kiss:
Dearest of all the signs that fleet
From lips that lovingly repeat
Again, again, the message sweet!
Full to the brim with girlish glee,
A child, a very child is she,
Whose dream of heaven is still to be
At Home: for Home is Bliss.

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Dreamland

When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.
The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
Shall die and pass away.
But here, in Dreamland's centre,
No spoiler's hand may enter,
These visions fair, this radiance rare,
Shall never pass away.
I see the shadows falling,
The forms of old recalling;
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.

Rudyard Kipling. If. - http://www.poetryloverspage.com/poets/kipling/if.html
I've never sailed the Amazon... -http://www.poetryloverspage.com/poets/kipling/just_so_stories.html

Edgar Allan Poe. Annabel Lee. - http://www.poetry-online.org/poe_annabel_lee.htm
The Bells. - http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/medny/venturi-poebells.html