Description and Praise of his Love Geraldine

FROM Tuscane came my Lady’s worthy race;

Fair Florence was sometime her ancient seat.

The western isle whose pleasant shore doth face

Wild Camber’s cliffs, did give her lively heat.

Foster’d she was with milk of Irish breast:

Her sire an Earl; her dame of Prince’s blood.

From tender years, in Britain doth she rest,

With Kinges child; where she tasteth costly food.

Hunsdon did first present her to mine eyen:

Bright is her hue, and Geraldine she hight.

Hampton me taught to wish her first for mine;

And Windsor, alas! doth chase me from her sight.

Her beauty of kind; her virtues from above;

Happy is he that can obtain her love!