Poem

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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