The Change (Dunbar)

For works with similar titles, see Change.

Love used to carry a bow, you know,
  But now he carries a taper;
It is either a length of wax aglow,
  Or a twist of lighted paper.

I pondered a little about the scamp,
  And then I decided to follow
His wandering journey to field and camp,
  Up hill, down dale or hollow.

I dogged the rollicking, gay, young blade
  In every species of weather;
Till, leading me straight to the home of a maid
  He left us there together.

And then I saw it, oh, sweet surprise,
  The taper it set a-burning
The love-light brimming my lady's eyes,
  And my heart with the fire of yearning.

This work was published before January 1, 1925, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.