Mr. Powys, Miss Ewer, and myself went to the music at the Abbey; got there by half-past eight from Clapham, and the doors were opened by nine; but, though entered with the first group, could only have the second row in the gallery—no doubt all fill’d before the principal doors are open’d. The performance that day “Israel in Egypt.” The chorus certainly very noble; but I own, upon the whole, I am disappointed in the sound, tho’ not the sight. Certainly the coup d’oeil is beyond imagination, taking at one view the royal family, so numerous a company, and the orchestra; but for music, I must say I’ve been entertained as well at the music-room in Oxford, where there is not one pillar to deaden the sound, and a less space than Westminster Abbey for the vocal performers to show the compass of their voices.