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 |
|---|---|---|
| June 1, 1880 | 133 | Though not fully well after a restless night, R. immersed himself in his major work and promised astonishing results. The day mixed formalities and feeling: letters of thanks, sittings with a photographer and painter, deep emotion at seeing R. and Fidi photographed together, and fresh delight in Joukowsky's Parsifal sketch despite needed revisions. |
| June 2, 1880 | 147 | R. slept well, walked early despite the heat, and worked, while the diarist visited a home for poor children and came away with mixed feelings about the place and its religious caretakers. On returning she found him cheerful and teasing, and the day closed in a long, luminous evening on the terrace, where the surrounding sea, stars, and volcanic light stirred a tender sense of nature's vast gentleness. |
| June 3, 1880 | 79 | R. was playful and in high spirits, saying he joked to keep himself from becoming too exalted. A hot drive into town with Malwida split the party's errands, but the disrupted routine and late return left him unwell by night. |
| June 4, 1880 | 225 | After a manageable night, R. worked on a substantial article and explained at breakfast that the subject demanded caution and seriousness. Gray sirocco weather soured his health and mood, though not his kindness, and the evening brought Rubinstein playing Parsifal unsatisfactorily, R. singing with strain and self-mockery, and his final disgust with both Flaubert and the Schiller-Goethe correspondence. |
| June 5, 1880 | 85 | R. continued working on his article through cool, gray weather that he disliked, since he longed for heat. Their activity was limited to a garden walk, with uphill paths tiring him, and in the evening he read Schiller's letters on Wilhelm Meister, admiring especially the first for its honesty and reverence. |
| June 6, 1880 | 158 | Siegfried's birthday filled the day with affection, gifts, music, and ceremony, beginning with playful serenading from his father and Boni and a book about America from R. Despite poor weather they still took a boat to Cape Posilipo, and the night ended in enchantment as Rubinstein played scenes from the Ring, singers arrived by surprise, and the boy's solemn gratitude moved everyone. |
| June 7, 1880 | 174 | After a restless night, R. explained with unusual intimacy that his teasing at table came from wanting no conversation but hers and resenting the custom that placed her across from him. He worked, then spent the afternoon absorbed in a petition to the King from Herr von Burkel, and by evening his mood turned merry as he entertained the household with anecdotes and delighted in Schiller's wit. |
| June 8, 1880 | 294 | R. slept well but complained that Naples offered neither shade nor level ground, which led him to muse on court theaters, sympathetic rulers, and what kind of leadership might truly help his cause. The day passed quietly on the terrace and among the vineyards with Siegfried, under the shadow of unspoken grief about Brange, and later he spoke of Indians and the way history destroys refined cultures. |
| June 9, 1880 | 325 | R. found Cosima looking troubled, and their morning turned into a serious exchange about love, forbearance, and the need for absolute faith even at the risk of deception. He worked contentedly, grumbled over letters and loyalties, and spent the afternoon in cool leisure by the palm tree before reading correspondence that, to him, exposed German pettiness and admitting he expected more sympathy from remote Russia than from Germany. |
| June 10, 1880 | 547 | R., still irritated by Naples’s hilly walks, arranged an outing by streetcar and donkey and spent the day writing about Michelangelo and Raphael. The excursion with all nine companions became a jubilant adventure through the city, brightened by a glimpse of the Queen of Italy and capped with laughter, reunion, and R.’s fierce, heartfelt rebuke to Malwida about shallow attachments and false obligations. |
| June 11, 1880 | 180 | R. rose in good spirits, reviewed the previous day’s writing, and declared himself relieved to have finished the first part of his article and moved on to religion. Concern over Loldi’s illness hovered in the background, while the day itself held sun on the terrace, a trip to inspect the beginning of R.’s portrait, his own beer outing by streetcar, and evening recollections of Poland and Bismarck’s failure to act on vivisection. |
| June 12, 1880 | 299 | R. spoke warmly of Naples and of the pleasure he took in simply watching the streets from Dreher’s, though he was bitterly struck by the deference shown to priests. By evening his memories of Venice, Paris, Tannhäuser, and old grievances against Liszt stirred him so deeply that a household discussion over expenses ended in a painful quarrel, leaving Cosima in sorrow while a mysterious lament from the night sea seemed to echo her heart. |
| June 13, 1880 | 152 | R. looked unwell after the troubled night, but he and Cosima quietly repaired the misunderstanding over her remarks to Lulu. Visitors drew him into cheerful company despite his worn appearance, he joked about decorating the cabinet with the German consul general, and the day ended calmly with a visit to Joukowsky’s new apartment and the peaceful Sunday atmosphere of Posillipo. |
| June 14, 1880 | 210 | After recovering overnight, R. greeted Cosima with an intense declaration that she had spoiled the rest of the world for him. Rain spoiled a planned boat trip, but he turned it into a lively streetcar outing to Dreher’s and a visit to San Francesco Paolo, spoke of someday secretly traveling with her to see the Sistine Madonna in Dresden, and closed the evening with Schopenhauer on death and the afterlife. |
| June 15, 1880 | 230 | R. suffered badly from indigestion but still went outside and was so charmed by the gardener’s boy with Fidi that he wanted the child as Fidi’s Kurwenal. He kept mostly to himself through the day, then recovered enough by supper to joke about a widow’s philosophy of sorrow and spend the evening laughing over Teniers, admiring Rembrandt, and denouncing Rubens with unusual vehemence. |
| June 16, 1880 | 359 | R. was fully restored, dictated cheerfully to Cosima while joking about posterity, and spent the day arguing over Bismarck, Jesuits, Jews, and the shallowness of men obsessed with appointments rather than freedom. The mood softened in the vineyards with the children and culminated in a deeply moving evening when he played the third act of Tannhäuser for them, leaving Cosima in tears. |
| June 17, 1880 | 383 | R. woke from an anxious dream that Cosima had left him, yet the day moved on with dictation on the Sistine Madonna and a harbor excursion by streetcar and boat to the English ships. The outing mixed scenic beauty with dark reflections on power, commerce, and the shabby nature of those who rule, while a comic encounter with the beggarwoman they called Mme Rembrandt gave way at night to Kleist, thoughts of Elisabeth and Wolfram in Tannhäuser, and a blissful moonlit walk on the terrace. |
| June 18, 1880 | 327 | R. slept well, walked in the morning, and dictated six pages including the passage on The East Judgment while also mocking Parisian vanity and enjoying Goethe's sharp comments on vulgar people. That evening he sang Beethoven for Lusch, played part of the Battle Symphony, and the family ended under the moonlight in a mood of deep happiness despite my backache. |
| June 19, 1880 | 412 | After a good night and early walk, R. reflected on how coffee and a nasal spray could revive the brain, then argued against materialism by insisting that feeling and the will to avoid pain are fundamental. He dictated the end of his introduction, rode with me by streetcar to Dreher's, and later listened to Rubinstein, criticizing late Beethoven and the teaching of such music. |
| June 20, 1880 | 200 | I parted sorrowfully from Malwida, while R. half-joked that he resented her for not staying with us for good. We watched a vivid saint's procession from Rubinstein's rooms, then spent the evening with Sgambati, who played his new concerto, while R. amused everyone by speaking of the moment when he poses as a composer. |
| June 21, 1880 | 364 | At breakfast R. lamented modern music for its lack of melody, saying younger composers produce showy fragments instead of living form, and he managed another page of his article. Later at the belvedere he read Shakespeare with us, praised the play's historical depth, joked on the pianino with popular tunes, and ended the day recoiling from a fish exhibition as evidence that humans were meant for more than devouring one another. |
| June 22, 1880 | 408 | R. began the day talking about Goethe, Schiller, and Wilhelm Meister, which he found marred by sentimentality, before irritation over a money order gave way to extended judgments on Don Giovanni, Fidelio, Gluck, Handel, and Mozart's Requiem. By afternoon and moonlit evening, his mood had softened into delight during a quiet walk in the garden and over Maximilian's Prayer Book. |
| June 23, 1880 | 576 | I worried over a small dark growth on R.'s nostril and then fell into doubts about my diary itself, fearing my own presence makes it lifeless and unable to preserve anything real for the children. A ride into town brought talk of a faithful dog and of home, leaving R. briefly closed and melancholy, but the evening transformed everything when he read Aeschylus's Agamemnon with overwhelming force under the moon. |
| June 24, 1880 | 542 | I woke in despair and with thoughts of death, perhaps from the sirocco, but recovered as soon as I saw R. well and heard him exalt Agamemnon as a perfect union of religion, philosophy, poetry, and art. The day stayed filled with Aeschylus, reflections on blood, politics, and tragedy, and ended with The Suppliants, after which R. spoke of the musical philosopher and priest he found there. |
| June 25, 1880 | 595 | R. walked with the children, watched them rescue a glowworm from a lizard, and returned to his recurring grief over the cruelty of creation and the childishness of literary rule-making. The day moved between serious thought and flashes of wit, with debates on vivisection, nations, animals, and theater, before the Eumenides in the evening led both of us to connect Aeschylus's ideal order with Die Meistersinger. |
| June 26, 1880 | 539 | R. rose early delighted by the rose-scented air, felt encouraged by the relevance of Parsifal, and spent the day in unusually high spirits, blessing it on my behalf. He read Goethe and Schiller aloud, was deeply moved by an unexpected meeting with Fidi in town that made him feel the distance from his once finished life, and closed the evening with talk of Tannhäuser staging and Bach's fugues. |
| June 27, 1880 | 865 | Still absorbed by his meeting with Fidi, R. said his present happiness explains why he seems so unchanged, then spent June 27 alternating between work, harsh talk on parliament, war, Jews, religion, and art, and a long discussion of religious imagery and sexlessness in Parsifal. The text then carries into June 28, when after a poor night he mocked German monument culture, reflected sadly on his own earlier decades, wrote sharply to Herr Schon, mused on Russia and Indian culture during a walk to the belvedere, and regretted reading his new article aloud instead of leaving it for print. |
| June 29, 1880 | 477 | On the feast of Peter and Paul, breakfast and coffee turned into lively recollections as R. spoke of Riga, Moscow, old meetings, and the struggle to earn enough to furnish a little house and write Die Meistersinger. A jubilant outing for ice cream with the children delighted him, but confusion with the coachman and the crowd on the way home shook him badly, bringing chest pain and a miserable evening before a visit from the Schrons. |
| June 30, 1880 | 512 | After a good night, the morning was affectionate and playful, with talk of the children, art, Savonarola, and a new musical idea, while R. finished an article and decided they would go to Sorrento the next day. He was witty and exuberant over lunch and coffee, dancing around a cigarette box and joking freely, yet the day ended with him tired from a trip into town to buy a hat. |
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