As If A Phantom Caress'd Me

Walt Whitman

   AS if a phantom caress'd me,
   I thought I was not alone, walking here by the shore;
   But the one I thought was with me, as now I walk by the shore--the
         one I loved, that caress'd me,
   As I lean and look through the glimmering light--that one has utterly
         disappear'd,
   And those appear that are hateful to me, and mock me.

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