SONNET NO. 106
When in the chronicle of wasted time,
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme,
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best,
Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
I see their antique pen would have express'd
Even such a beauty as you master now
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring:
And, for they look'd but with divining eyes,
They had not still enough your worth to sing,
For we which now behold these present days,
Have eyes to wonder but lack tongues to praise.
Note the repetition of the following words, we find-time,
time, beauty, beauty, beauty.
1st Line. Wasted = misspent.
2nd Line. Wights = persons.
5th Line. Blazon-display.
8th Line. Master = possess.
10th Line. prefiguring = imagining beforehand.
This sonnet like other of the sonnets appears to be addressed
to Pallas Minerva. Bacon writes that the praises of the old
chroniclers for their own times were but prophecies of the
praises they would have had for Pallas had they been writing
in present days and had been able to appreciate the worth of
Pallas, but that people alive at the time this sonnet was written,
although they had eyes to see the perfection of Pallas were
tongue tied and were not able to praise her.