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 52. The Greek Fathers  LET heathen sing thy heathen praise, Fall'n Greece! the thought of holier days  In my sad heart abides; For sons of thine in Truth's first hour Were tongues and weapons of His power, Born of the Spirit's fiery shower,  Our fathers and our guides.  All thine is Clement's varied page; And Dionysius, ruler sage,  In days of doubt and pain; And Origen with eagle eye; And saintly Basil's purpose high To smite imperial heresy,  And cleanse the Altar's stain.  From thee the glorious preacher came, With soul of zeal and lips of flame,  A court's stern martyr-guest; And thine, O inexhaustive race! Was Nazianzen's heaven-taught grace; And royal-hearted Athanase,  With Paul's own mantle blest.  Off Zante .  December 28, 1832.