Flush or Faunus?

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

Great 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 the 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.