Lo in the orient when the gracious light
Lifts up his burning head, each under eye
Doth homage to his new-appearing sight,
Serving with looks his sacred majesty;
And having climbed the steep-up heavenly hill,
Resembling strong youth in his middle age,
Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,
This can be paraphrased as “showing, by their looks, how much they respect him and his majesty. 
 Note that “majesty” today is  consonantly  rhymed with “eye”, while the remaining rhymes are perfect. In Elizabethan times the pronunciation would have made this a perfect rhyme also.
Sonnet 7