يُخاطِبُني السَفيهُ بِكُلِّ قُبحٍ

فَأَكرَهُ أَن أَكونَ لَهُ مُجيبا

The fool addresses me with all ugliness

So I disdain to answer him

يَزيدُ سَفاهَةً فَأَزيدُ حِلماً

كَعودٍ زادَهُ الإِحراقُ طيبا

He increases in foolishness, so I increase in forbearance

Like aloes wood - burning only makes it more fragrant