Saturday, May 2:
Severe cold, but R. is glad, hoping it means that the end of the month will be fine. “Only ’48, the spring of the people, had constant fine weather from March onward; and in spite of all the stupidities, the foundations of German unity were then laid. I believe I myself should never have conceived the Ring but for that movement.”
Letter from Herr Muchanoff. I should like to visit my friend, but hardly dare give expression to my wish. Great weariness in the evening, and I can hardly follow some scenes from Julius Caesar.