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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.