You see this dog. It was but yesterday I mused, forgetful of his presence here, Till thought on thought drew downward tear on tear; When from the pillow, where wet-cheeked I lay, A head as hairy as Faunus, thrust its way Right sudden against my face,—two golden-clear Large eyes astonished mine,—a drooping ear Did flap me on either cheek, to dry the spray! I started first, as some Arcadian Amazed by goatly god in twilight grove: But as my bearded vision closelier ran My tears off, I knew Flush, and rose above Surprise and sadness; thanking the true Pan, Who, by low creatures, leads to heights of love.
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