As if a Phantom Caress'd Me

 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. 5

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