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 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. Today's poem is in the public domain. |
About This Poem Flush was Elizabeth Barrett Browning's beloved cocker spaniel. In 1933, Virginia Woolf published Flush: A Biography, a full-length book telling the story of Barrett Browning's life through Flush's eyes. |
Work by Barrett Browning
(Oxford University Press, 2008)
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