And those appear that are hateful to me and mock me

“
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.
”
—Walt Whitman
Multitudes are Seeded by Leaves of Grass.
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