Tous deux vaillants,
Tous deux galants,
Tous deux constants,

Tous deux galiards,
Tous deux paliards,
Tous deux b`atards,(1364)

Tous deux sans foi. 
Tous deux sans loi. 
Tous deux `a moi.

We are taken up with the Scotch bills for weakening clanships and taking away heritable Jurisdictions.  I have left them sitting on it to-day, but was pleased with a period of Nugent.  “These jurisdictions are grievous, but nobody complains of them; therefore, what? therefore, they are excessively grievous.”  We had a good-natured bill moved to-day by Sir William Yonge, to allow council to prisoners on impeachments for treason, as they have on indictments.  It hurt every body at old Lovat’s trial, all guilty as he was, to see an old wretch worried by the first lawyers in England, without any assistance but his own unpractised defence.  It had not the least opposition; yet this was a point struggled for in King William’s reign, as a privilege and dignity inherent in the Commons, that the accused by them should have no assistance of council. how reasonable, that men, chosen by their fellow-subjects for the defence of their fellow-subjects, should have rights detrimental to the good of the people whom they are to protect!  Thank God! we are a better-natured age, and have relinquished this savage privilege with a good grace!

Lord Cowper(1365) has resigned the bedchamber, on the Beef-eaters being given to Lord Falmouth.  The latter, who is powerful in elections, insisted on having it:  the other had nothing but a promise from the King, which the ministry had already twice forced him to break.

Mr. Fox gave a great ball last week at Holland House. which he has taken for a long term, and where he is making great improvements.  It is a brave old house, and belonged to the gallant Earl of Holland, the lover of Charles the First’s Queen.  His motto has puzzled every body; it is Ditior est qui se.  I was allowed to hit off an interpretation, which yet one can hardly reconcile to his gallantry, nor can I decently repeat it to you.  While I am writing, the Prince is going over the way to Lord Middlesex’s, where there is a ball in mask to-night for the royal children.

The two Lords have seen and refused Marquis Riccardi’s gems:  I shall deliver them to Pucci; but am so simple (you will laugh at me) as to keep the four I liked:  that is, I will submit to give him fifty pounds for them, if he will let me choose one ring more; for I will at least have it to call them at ten guineas apiece.  If he consents, I will remit the money to you, or pay it to Pucei, as he likes.  If not, I return them with the rest of the car,,o.  I can choose no ring for which I would give five guineas.