When in The Chronicle of Wasted Time - Sonnet No. 106 by Shakespeare

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When in The Chronicle of Wasted Time - Sonnet No. 106 by Shakespeare
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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 skill enough your worth to sing: For we, which now behold these present days Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise
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- William Shakespeare