Cosima's Diaries
Recordings by Cosima Wagner between 1869 and 1883
Cosima Wagner kept her diaries from 1 January 1869 at Tribschen until the night before Wagner’s death in Venice on 13 February 1883. She wrote them for her children, so that Siegfried would one day know his father “truly,” and she wrote nearly every day: Wagner’s talk, his dreams, the evening readings, the music, the visitors, debts and quarrels. No other source lets us hear him thinking aloud for so long. The diaries follow the Tribschen idyll, the building of the Bayreuth festival theatre and the composition of Parsifal.
The entries are arranged by year and month and each can be opened on its own page. The sections below trace the main lines of the diaries.
Cosima Wagner began her diaries at Tribschen on 1 January 1869 and kept them until the night before Wagner’s death in Venice on 13 February 1883. She wrote them for her children, and above all for Siegfried, so that he would one day know his father “truly,” and she wrote nearly every day: what Wagner said at breakfast, his dreams, the evening readings of Shakespeare, Calderón and Goethe, the music played at the piano, the visitors, illnesses, debts and quarrels. No other source lets us hear Wagner thinking aloud for so long, or shows so clearly how his ideas moved in his last fourteen years. At Tribschen the household lives in a private idyll, sealed by the birth of a son and by marriage, with the Ring resumed and Nietzsche a frequent guest. From 1872 everything turns to Bayreuth and the building of a festival theatre, achieved through years of fundraising and near collapse. After the 1876 Ring the diaries draw inward to Parsifal, written at Wahnfried and finished on long Italian journeys, while Wagner’s talk reaches toward a religion of compassion drawn from Schopenhauer, Buddhism and the Gospels. The same pages record, often and plainly, the antisemitism of both Wagner and Cosima.
Tribschen. The first pages are a confession. Cosima, who had left Hans von Bülow for Wagner, calls her love “a rebirth, a deliverance,” and writes under a constant sense of guilt toward her husband that she never lost. The years at Tribschen bring the birth of Siegfried in June 1869, her divorce and her marriage to Wagner in the Protestant church at Lucerne on 25 August 1870, the Franco-Prussian War, the essay Beethoven and the completion of Siegfried. On her birthday that Christmas she woke to the Siegfried Idyll played on the staircase. Nietzsche first called on 17 May 1869 and became almost one of the family; his manuscript on the birth of tragedy arrived as a Christmas gift in 1870. Wagner’s remarks already circle the themes of his last years. Music, he said in November 1869, “is the direct product of Christianity, as is the saint,” and the next spring he described the Knight of the Grail as free because “he acts, not in his own behalf, but for others.” If anyone asked whether there was a God, he said in 1870, he would answer that at a moment when thousands are singing to him, “God is alive, he is there.”
Founding Bayreuth. In April 1871 the Wagners first saw Bayreuth; its baroque opera house “will not do for us at all; so we must build.” The foundation stone was laid in the rain on 22 May 1872, Wagner’s birthday, followed by the Ninth Symphony in the old opera house. The next four years are full of patrons, Wagner societies, singers, architects, concert tours and money. A royal loan in 1874 rescued the enterprise, and the family moved into Wahnfried that April. On 21 November 1874 Wagner finished the score of Götterdämmerung, a day Cosima remembered with tears, because he was hurt to find her reading a letter from her father at that moment. In between, Cosima converted to Protestantism on 31 October 1872 and took Communion with Wagner: “I felt as if our bond had only now been truly sealed.”
The first festival. The Ring was given complete for the first time in August 1876, before the German Emperor and much of musical Europe. The diaries record the mishaps as well as the triumph, and the exhaustion afterwards: looking back that November, Wagner said his main feeling during the performances had been “Never again, never again!” The festival left a large deficit, and the autumn in Italy brought two meetings that would shape the coming years: the last time the Wagners spent with Nietzsche, at Sorrento, and the first meeting with Count Arthur de Gobineau in Rome on 30 November.
The Parsifal years. Wagner began Parsifal in earnest in 1877 and finished the prose draft on 28 February (“The Redeemer unchained!” Cosima wrote) and the poem on 19 April. Composing the Communion scene that August, he told her that “this scene of Holy Communion will be the main scene, the core of the whole work.” The music grew slowly through 1878 and 1879 beside the founding of the Bayreuther Blätter, the regenerative essays and campaigns against vivisection, and the widening break with Nietzsche. In 1880 the family moved to Naples, where Paul von Joukowsky joined them as stage designer and the garden at Ravello suggested Klingsor’s magic garden; in Siena that August the cathedral moved Wagner to tears and became a model for the Temple of the Grail. That November he conducted the Prelude privately for King Ludwig in Munich. Gobineau stayed at Wahnfried in 1881, and Wagner read his books on race and on the Persians with growing enthusiasm. The score was finished in Palermo on 13 January 1882. “With this, as with all his other works,” Cosima wrote, “he had feared being interrupted by death.”
The premiere and Venice. Sixteen performances of Parsifal followed in July and August 1882, conducted by Hermann Levi. Wagner asked that the audience not call the singers out after the second act, rebuked a chorister for joking about the bread, and at the last performance took the baton himself for the end of the third act. The family then settled in the Palazzo Vendramin in Venice. The last months bring the news of Gobineau’s death, Liszt’s long visit, Hans von Bülow’s breakdown, and on Christmas Eve a performance at La Fenice of the symphony Wagner had written at nineteen, played as a birthday present to Cosima. He was weakened by repeated heart spasms, and he was still talking about writing symphonies and an essay on the feminine. The last entry, on 12 February 1883, ends with him at the piano playing the Rhinedaughters’ lament: “Extraordinary that I saw this so clearly at that time!”
Spirituality. The diaries are themselves partly a religious document. Cosima wrote under a sense of “unatonable guilt” toward Bülow and turned it into a discipline of renunciation. After her conversion she took Communion regularly, writing in 1873 that “the only true communion with people is before the altar,” and she read Meister Eckhart, Tauler, the Theologia Germanica and the Imitation of Christ (“Non sum! How dearly I should like to make that my motto!”). Her devotion to Wagner took the same form, and she wrote that in him she found “not my happiness, but my salvation.”
Wagner’s own faith was heterodox and he said so. Its foundation was Schopenhauer: “it was Schopenhauer who revealed Christianity to me,” he told Cosima in 1879. Through Schopenhauer came Buddhism and the Vedanta, which run through the diaries from first to last: the Buddhist drama Die Sieger, often planned and never written; the Brahmin saying “tat tvam asi,” which he spoke to Cosima at Christmas 1874; readings of the Bhagavad-Gita, the Upanishads and, in Venice, a new life of the Buddha. He set the two traditions side by side rather than choosing between them. Brahmanism was “the religion of intelligence,” but Christianity stood above it as “the religion of suffering.” Buddhism was “a flowering of the human spirit” with no church and no compulsion, and by studying the Buddha, he said in 1882, “one learns to understand Christianity.” Cosima put the difference in a sentence of her own: “Buddha does not move one, he teaches; Christ teaches by moving.”
At the centre stood Christ, kept apart from the church. “I do not believe in God, but in godliness, which is revealed in a Jesus without sin,” Wagner said in 1879, and he repeatedly complained that people “think only of the church and confuse this with Christianity.” In his last years he said that he recognized “no religion except compassion,” extended to animals as well as people, and this lay behind his vegetarian leanings and his fury at vivisection. Art was to carry what the churches had lost. “Art makes religions eternal,” he said in 1872; music was “the only possible church nowadays”; and in 1879 he gave the core of Religion and Art in a sentence, that religion should “influence ethics, and allow faith to be represented by art, which can transform illusion into truth.” “The path from religion to art bad, from art to religion good,” he noted in 1880.
Parsifal was where these ideas met, and the diaries show how carefully he guarded its tone. He called it “his most propitiatory work” and spoke of it as the dream vision of a rite, not the rite itself. He kept Christ off the stage on principle: “One cannot paint Christ, but one can portray him in music,” and to have Christ sung by a tenor was “a disgusting idea.” What he hoped for from his audience was less instruction than inward change, a recognition of suffering that leads to compassion and resignation. In December 1882 he said he would never again try to explain his ideas on the blood of Christ: “these are things one all of a sudden grasps.” Six weeks later, talking of Nature’s cruelty, he said it went on “until the appearance of the Saviour on the cross,” and added, “in the urge to put an end to the whole of Nature’s will to live.”
Nietzsche. The diaries hold the whole arc of the friendship. Nietzsche arrives in 1869 as a brilliant young professor who “knows R.’s works thoroughly,” spends holidays at Tribschen, writes The Birth of Tragedy under Wagner’s spell and stands beside him at the foundation stone. Cosima noticed early “a dubious streak” in him. The last meetings were at Sorrento in 1876. When Human, All Too Human arrived in April 1878, Wagner resolved not to read it, and by 1879 Cosima wrote that Nietzsche had “committed the one sin which cannot be atoned for, the sin against the Holy Ghost.” In later years Wagner spoke of him with contempt and some sorrow, as a promising mind that the modern world had ruined, while Cosima admitted that she could still remember only his friendly side.
Antisemitism. Hostile remarks about Jews by both Wagner and Cosima recur from the first year to the last, aimed at the press, critics, money, Meyerbeer and the modern theatre. In 1873 Wagner opposed intermarriage in racial terms, and the remarks grow harsher from 1879, when the antisemitic movement gathered in Berlin. That October, reading a speech by Adolf Stoecker, he was “in favor of expelling them entirely.” In December 1881, after the Ringtheater fire in Vienna, Cosima records him making “a drastic joke to the effect that all Jews should be burned at a performance of Nathan der Weise.” From 1881 Gobineau’s racial theories enter the conversation, though Wagner usually set Christianity against them; in June 1881 he was “downright explosive in favor of Christian theories in contrast to racial ones,” and that December he said that races were “done for, and all that can now make an impact is, as I have ventured to express it, the blood of Christ.” He also refused to sign the 1880 petition to Bismarck against the Jews, declined to let the Bayreuther Blätter join the agitation, and complained that nobody had noticed what Know Thyself said about “our own blame for our situation.”
The same diaries show Wagner depending on Jewish colleagues, above all Joseph Rubinstein, Angelo Neumann and Hermann Levi, and they show how that dependence was poisoned. In 1880 Wagner said he could not let Levi conduct Parsifal “unbaptized,” and in 1881 he told him he hoped to find “a formula which will make you feel completely one of us.” When an anonymous letter that summer made Levi ask to be released, Wagner wrote persuading him to return, and Levi conducted every performance in 1882 and was with the family in Venice in February 1883. One of the last entries records Wagner saying that “the Jews, the good ones,” were “condemned to a gently resigned asceticism.”
Because the diaries run to thousands of entries, the table below is a finding aid rather than a summary. Choose a year and month to browse, or search the entries, then open a day to read it in full.
| Date | Word Count | Subject |
|---|---|---|
| December 1, 1878 | 438 | The day opened with work and continued with reflections on artistic beauty, cultural decline, and Germany's lack of a strong critical voice. In the evening he read from Faust with great delight, especially the more comic and imaginative passages, before ending amused by a trivial newspaper novel. |
| December 2, 1878 | 379 | R. is physically unwell and mentally preoccupied, yet still pushes through work while repeatedly returning to the burdens of producing Parsifal and the strain of living under Munich obligations. The evening shifts between domestic warmth with the children and a more somber reflection on fate, artistic duty, and the need for carefully chosen words in his upcoming article. |
| December 3, 1878 | 210 | After another difficult night, R. works despite exhaustion and keeps circling back to Parsifal as something that needs unlimited time. The day mixes brief walks, a neighborly visit, music, and reading, while his remarks on war, politics, and public life reveal a sharp, restless mind even as his strength seems low. |
| December 4, 1878 | 655 | R. sleeps badly and feels worn down by work, which leaves the narrator anxious and careful not to show concern. Even so, he remains active in conversation, ranging from national politics to literature and music, and ends the day somewhat steadier after a day of bleak weather and restless thought. |
| December 5, 1878 | 228 | The night is only marginally better, but R. is still troubled by his larger situation and by the demands of his artistic life. He spends the day reading and discussing Bismarck, Buschs account of political reality, and the shortcomings of idealism, while the narrator’s apprehension grows toward evening. |
| December 6, 1878 | 301 | R. has almost no sleep, and the narrator is increasingly worried, though he still keeps his appetite and some composure. His reading of Turgenev brings moments of laughter, while discussion of Tell and Bismarck leads him into forceful judgments about violence, language, and the way political figures are misunderstood. |
| December 7, 1878 | 815 | After a night marked by spasms and interrupted sleep, the narrator watches over R. with deep anxiety but also fleeting relief when the cramps ease. The day becomes unexpectedly rich in reflections on dreams, art, politics, and music, ending with a shared evening that offers little comfort but some companionship. |
| December 8, 1878 | 206 | R. endures an even worse night with almost no sleep, and the narrator’s mind turns to travel or other ways of relieving the strain. Although doctors do not see danger and he remains surprisingly fresh, the household is unsettled by illness, irritation at dinner, and the sense that things cannot go on as they are. |
| December 9, 1878 | 291 | The narrator’s fears are confirmed by another poor night, and the household adjusts its routine so R. can manage the day. Conversations move from original sin and moral philosophy to hostility in the press and tender memories of the children, while the emotional pressure on the narrator remains intense. |
| December 10, 1878 | 352 | R. has another unsettled night but stays cheerful and productive, using the day to think about Berlioz, Turgenev, and the emotional power of music. A strong listening session with Weber and piano duets lifts the mood, and the evening ends in unusually bright spirits and shared amusement. |
| December 11, 1878 | 701 | Although he must get up at night once more, R. remains good-humored and the day is full of laughter, music, and reminiscence. He recalls childhood impressions of Weber, then turns to Tristan and the emotional logic of love and death, speaking with the confidence of someone revisiting a work that still seems immense and strange. |
| December 12, 1878 | 236 | R. spent the day working on his article and talking warmly about the value of Turgenev, while also enjoying a duet run-through of the Idyll with Rubinstein. In quieter moments he reflected on the work as deeply personal, and the evening ended with intimate conversation about silence, love, and what he gives up in life. |
| December 13, 1878 | 493 | The day mixed literary talk, joking self-mockery, and more time spent on the novel he was reading aloud. R. ranged from Goethe and chronicles to politics and women, then ended the evening absorbed in his own writing and in the emotional force of music and love. |
| December 14, 1878 | 829 | R. had a decent night but woke with physical discomfort, then continued slowly on his retrospective account and on thoughts about form. The rest of the day moved between meetings, discussions of melody and composers, and a long evening of Bach that left both of them deeply moved. |
| December 15, 1878 | 847 | A dream about Odysseus became the starting point for discussion of Homer, wintery figures, and the book on spring that had interested them both. R. also resumed work on his article, spoke sharply about public figures and revolutions, and closed the evening with music and reflections on how works and characters are later misunderstood as if they were real people. |
| December 16, 1878 | 355 | R. began the day after a restless night, preoccupied by his retrospective writing and by the state of politics and art around him. Later, after more discussions of Bach and Beethoven, he grew animated by music, family albums, and a vivid memory of his early days, while the writer’s emotions moved through the day in parallel. |
| December 17, 1878 | 1,052 | After a rough night, R. was consumed by the sense that he had already said all he needed to say, both in his earlier essays and in his public criticism. The day turned into a long meditation on political failure, musical interpretation, and Bach, ending with his fierce admiration for the depth of the fugues and the performances he was shaping. |
| December 18, 1878 | 555 | R.’s interest in Bach deepened into a theory of how education changes hearing, and he contrasted youthful boredom with later understanding. He then spent the day on his retrospective work, took walks in the cold, and returned to repeated reflections on tempo, performance, and the old pleasures of Die Meistersinger. |
| December 19, 1878 | 508 | R. finished his retrospective and read it aloud, to her delight, while the household scene moved between illness in the children and music-making with visitors. The evening ranged from Beethoven to Mozart, with R. giving detailed performance advice and finding comfort in the reactions of ordinary people around him. |
| December 20, 1878 | 695 | R. felt uneasy about his chest and about the larger political climate, but remained lively in conversation and music. The day moved from ironic birthday jokes to discussion of a tragic student case, old memories, and a long Bach session in which he analyzed fugues and then relaxed with Mozart. |
| December 21, 1878 | 324 | R. spent much of the day immersed in his manuscript and wanted quiet, both to protect his concentration and to let the inner work continue. In the evening he and his companion shared a calm reading of Goethe, and the mood softened into admiration for silence, animals, and a rare sense of ease. |
| December 22, 1878 | 335 | R. sleeps fairly well despite the strain of the day, and the final dancing lesson leaves him regretful as the familiar fiddling comes to an end. Seidl’s visit, the Munich pictures, and an evening of Bach and Bach-inspired reflection keep the mood intimate, while the music opens into thoughts of spring, lament, and the riddle-like richness of the preludes and fugues. The day closes with powerful impressions from Wagner’s own pieces and Die Meistersinger, which leave the household transfixed by his changing expression at the keyboard. |
| December 23, 1878 | 270 | R. is somewhat run down, complaining of chest tightness after overexertion, though he remains cheerful at lunch and amused by a story about a conductor who learned of his own death in the newspaper. A strange coincidence follows when a book about Hoffmann appears both upstairs and on R.’s table, deepening the sense that their thoughts move in uncanny alignment. The evening reading links Hoffmann’s world to R.’s own memories, including a duet he once played with his uncle. |
| December 24, 1878 | 220 | After a poor night and a comic dream about his niece trying to sing Brünnhilde in theatrical disguise, R. still brightens as Christmas proceeds. He tells of another dream involving the fiddler nicknamed the Robber, then recounts the day’s festivities, a fall in the snow, and an improvised Serapion Pact among friends. The family goes to bed early, with the children’s holiday preparations already giving way to plans for a party at Wahnfried. |
| December 25, 1878 | 1,127 | This entry dwells almost entirely on the miraculous Christmas performance that seems too rich for ordinary language. The morning brings the first hearing of the Parsifal Prelude, then an afternoon rehearsal and evening concert in which Beethoven and Wagner are experienced as if transfigured, each work newly alive and radiant. R.’s conducting, the orchestra’s response, and the final hearing of the Prelude make the day feel like revelation, culminating in the writer’s overwhelming conviction that he loves her. |
| December 26, 1878 | 319 | R. rests well after the extraordinary concert, and the couple talks through the details of the performance with lingering delight. They visit acquaintances for lunch, but the real emphasis is on the transformed music room, the fittingness of the program, and the sense that genius lies not in tempo alone but in the power to command others. The evening is spent happily in the lilac salon, with R. admiring the new dress he has arranged for her. |
| December 27, 1878 | 456 | The morning begins in peace, with the writer watching over R.’s sleep and feeling her devotion settle into a prayerful calm. R. reflects on the rehearsal that restored him, the proper handling of the Parsifal Prelude, and the good order of the Beethoven performances, while Seidl departs and the children are asked what they liked best. In the evening, however, the mood darkens as R. launches into a long conversation about Jews, Germany’s decline, and the historical forces he believes have damaged the nation. |
| December 28, 1878 | 1,255 | R. is tired after the strain of the previous night’s political discussion and comments on Rubinstein’s judgment while complaining that he should avoid such subjects. The household is visited by the Nibelungen copyist and his wife, who bring outside worries into Wahnfried, and R. also recounts a dream in which Seidl appears like a funeral procession blocking his way home. The day ends in quiet companionship, with readings, a sense of shared inner life, and a peaceful parting that feels full of love. |
| December 29, 1878 | 202 | R. remains physically limited but emotionally settled, speaking only briefly and insisting that Bayreuth and Wahnfried are the only places fit for them. Together they look at portraits of scholars, comparing their proud independence with the more commercial spirit of the present, and R. notices how modern beards and Jewish faces alter the character of the crowd. The evening turns to Calderon, but the play’s rational treatment of mystery leaves them cold and uninterested in returning to the autos. |
| December 30, 1878 | 153 | After a good night, R. works through a serious letter to the King and reflects on language, print, and his changing relationship with the Society of Patrons. He is amused by Schopenhauer, reads from Wolzogen’s manuscript, and invites Wolzogen for an evening of conversation. The atmosphere is calm but slightly weary, and the writer notices that R. is speaking with less energy than usual. |
| December 31, 1878 | 114 | The year closes with another difficult night, but R. stays indoors, writing his introduction and reviewing Wolzogen’s text with her while the children cast lead and the tree candles burn again. Their talk repeatedly returns to the divine concert, as if the event still dominates everything they think and feel. When they part near eleven, the bells sound in silence, and the writer turns inward with gratitude and blessing for Richard. |
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