Fair Room, the presence of sweet Beauties pride,
  This place the Sun upon the Earth did hold,
  When Phaeton his Chariot did misguide,
  The Tower where Jove rain’d down himself in Gold,
  Prostrate as holy ground Ile worship thee. 
  Our Ladies Chappel henceforth be thou nam’d;
  Here first Loves Queen put on Mortality,
  And with her Beauty all the world inflam’d. 
    Heaven’s Chambers harbouring fiery Cherubins,
  Are not with thee in Glory to compare. 
  Lightning, it is not Light which in thee mines,
  None enter thee but streight entranced are. 
    O! if Elizium be above the ground,
    Then here it is, where nought but Joy is found.

That the City of Florence was the ancient Seat of her Family, he himself intimates in one of his Sonnets:  thus;

  From Tuscan came my Ladies worthy Race;
  Fair Florence was sometimes her ancient Seat,
  The Weltern Isle, whose pleasant Shoar doth face,
  Whilst Camber’s Cliffs did give her lively heat.

In the Duke of Florence’s Court he published a proud Challenge against all Comers, whether Christians, Turks, Canibals, Jews, or Saracens, in defence of his Geraldines Beauty.  This Challenge was the more mildly accepted, in regard she whom he defended, was a Town-born Child of that City; or else the Pride of the Italian would have prevented him ere he should have come to perform it.  The Duke of Florence nevertheless sent for him, and demanded him of his Estate, and the reason that drew him thereto; which when he was advertiz’d of to the full, he granteth all Countries whatsoever, as well Enemies and Outlaws, as Friends and Confederates, free access and regress into his Dominions immolested, until the Trial were ended.

This Challenge, as he manfully undertook, so he as valiantly performed; as Mr. Drayton describes it in his Letter to the Lady Geraldine.

  The shiver’d Staves here for thy Beauty broke,
  With fierce encounters past at every shock,
  When stormy Courses answer’d Cuff for Cuff,
  Denting proud Beavers with the Counter-buff;
  Which when each manly valiant Arm essays,
  After so many brave triumphant days,
  The glorious Prize upon my Lance I bare,
  By Herald’s Voyce proclaim’d to be thy share.

The Duke of Florence for his approved Valour, offered him large Proffers to stay with him; which he refused:  intending, as he had done in Florence, to proceed through all the chief Cities in Italy; but this his Purpose was frustrated, by Letters sent to him from his Master King Henry the 8th. which commanded him to return as speedily as possibly he could into England.

Our famous English Antiquary John Leland, speaking much in the praise of Sir Thomas Wiat the Elder, as well for his Learning, as other excellent Qualities, meet for a man of his Calling; calls this Earl the conscript enrolled Heir of the said Sir Thomas Wiat:  writing to him in these words;