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!
- "Flush or Faunus," Elizabeth Barrett Browning
What is the rhyme scheme of this poem?