So let him stand, through ages yet unborn, — Scorn

"A drop of patience: but, alas, to make me A fixed figure, for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at!"

"Reprove not a scorner, lest he hate thee: rebuke a wise man, and he will love thee."

"He hears On all sides, from innumerable tongues A dismal universal hiss, the sound Of public scorn."