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 |
|---|---|---|
| November 1, 1882 | 248 | A bad night and a stray remark from R. wound Cosima deeply, yet the day softens again through work, Venice, and absurd talk of Frau Lucca's monthly loves. Ill humor is repeatedly overcome, but only at real emotional cost. |
| November 2, 1882 | 178 | Bad weather and interruptions keep R. from comfort, but he remains intellectually alert, weighing Parisian attempts at Faust and speaking simply about the difficulty of declaiming Goethe without falsifying him. A cold but peaceful evening closes the day on a restrained, domestic note. |
| November 3, 1882 | 135 | Fine weather and a sunlit walk begin well, but a spasm, a tedious horror play, and the impropriety of a servant quickly sour the day. R.'s appetite for entertainment proves as exacting as ever: eagerness alone is never enough if the thing itself is false or dull. |
| November 4, 1882 | 168 | The previous day's unpleasantness lingers, yet R. finds real interest in Bellini, Sebastiano del Piombo, and larger talk about America and world power. Even dear company remains a burden to him, and he ends the day worn out by what others would call pleasure. |
| November 5, 1882 | 427 | Romeo and Juliet, Gobineau, and the Venice of the Piazzetta all deepen R.'s sense that convention deforms natural force without ever mastering it. Even a spasm and the dreariness of music journalism cannot extinguish his pleasure in the place or his need to correct its musicians. |
| November 6, 1882 | 450 | Schopenhauer, Carlyle, Venice, and the story of his childhood collection of eggs mingle in a day of vivid reminiscence and shifting health. Even after a severe spasm, he recovers enough to enjoy Saint Maria Formosa and to complain that Italian newspapers taste like bad chocolate. |
| November 7, 1882 | 431 | A nightmare about losing Cosima gives way to a bright, cheerful day in which Venice, Gobineau, and Bayreuth all return as living subjects. Yet the evening hardens again around Hans, and R. ends by tracing his own illness to want of breeding and failed relations. |
| November 8, 1882 | 331 | Medicine strains him, but the walk through the Ghetto and conversations on art, France, and his own compromised personal life draw out one of the most candid mornings in the diary. His freedom in saying harsh things to Cosima becomes itself a sign of trust. |
| November 9, 1882 | 679 | Rain, church-going, beggars, Poe, Weber, and the Freischütz Overture all become parts of one of R.'s most animated Venetian days. He ends in irrepressible laughter over old family anecdotes and the Venedig epigrams, though he claims to despise the latter. |
| November 10, 1882 | 172 | Four spasms reduce the day almost entirely to sorrow and reflection, with even tea becoming an emblem of exhausted nothingness. R. can still think and plan about Bayreuth, but only from the depth of bodily misery. |
| November 11, 1882 | 462 | R. uses the forced quiet to continue working on the Gobineau article, to rethink Goethe's Elective Affinities, and to delight in Siegfried's first musical inventions. Even in a lowered state he remains intellectually exacting and capable of unstinted praise. |
| November 12, 1882 | 341 | A plea for a loan, a little irony about hoarseness, and much discussion of Beethoven's Ninth frame a day that also includes lottery excitement with the children and painful anger at Liszt's attentions to Lusch. The outward tone is playful, but domestic tension resurfaces sharply at night. |
| November 13, 1882 | 508 | The sunlit hare and family outing lift R.'s spirits before another spasm and the weight of legal affairs drag them back down. His cold, blunt judgments on Liszt's recent music wound Cosima deeply, even while she tries to imagine a better, gentler intervention. |
| November 14, 1882 | 505 | A royal letter, a quarrel in the morning, and then immediate reconciliation reveal again how quickly pain, pride, and tenderness rotate through a single day. Venice, Goethe, the children's projects, and the King's desires around Parsifal all become part of that same unsettled weather. |
| November 15, 1882 | 620 | Good spirits return with weather, conversation, and finally the appearance of Siegfried and the family gathered in sunshine. Yet practical burdens still lurk in the background, and the day's ease depends on R.'s being able to pass lightly over them. |
| November 16, 1882 | 683 | Buddha, legends of sacrifice, market scenes, and Lohengrin's final narration all nourish R.'s sense that art and religion must remain symbolically pure or collapse into banality. The day is held together by intense happiness, prayer, and the feeling of complete fulfillment in love. |
| November 17, 1882 | 635 | R. speaks with unusual frankness about male and female, Ludwig, race, and the belatedness of happiness, using both Shakespeare and Gobineau to measure the rise and decline of whole civilizations. Beneath the wit and the evening's whist lies a steady sorrow about missed years and compromised bonds. |
| November 18, 1882 | 646 | Gobineau's presence returns through dream and memory, while R. continues to think through race, historical episodes, and the King's immediate wishes for Parsifal. A storm, a completed royal letter, and thoughts of Bayreuth make him nostalgic and momentarily hopeful. |
| November 19, 1882 | 388 | Property, historians, Giovanelli, and the lion all pass through a day centered on Gobineau's intelligence and the delight R. still takes in rare objects of beauty. Even when a slight spasm interrupts him, he recovers enough to welcome Liszt warmly to the Vendramin. |
| November 20, 1882 | 196 | A very bad day physically leaves R. almost entirely withdrawn, reading newspapers and Gobineau while reflecting bitterly on critics who miss his point. Excitement itself is enough to bring back the spasm, so even sympathy becomes dangerous. |
| November 21, 1882 | 189 | Bad weather, over-heating, rude servants, and inhospitable baths push R. toward irritation again, though time and a visit to Liszt gradually calm him. By night he is able to return to Gobineau and to cards, but only after a long inward struggle. |
| November 22, 1882 | 111 | A dangerous pill mistake sharpens everyone's nervousness, yet lunch is curiously cheerful and full of laughter about Tesarini, Schönaich, and the Societies. The day closes with agitation still unresolved, but not victorious. |
| November 23, 1882 | 746 | R. turns Gobineau, Swedish history, Schubert, Tristan, and the Venetian night into a single meditation on race, song, instinct, and total fulfillment in love. Despite politics, bad music, and the world, the day ends suffused with moonlight, gondolas, and a sense of absolute inward richness. |
| November 24, 1882 | 228 | Lusch's reports, the Giustiniani palace, and Schubert's Standchen make this one of the more genial late-November days, despite the memory of old years when R. felt himself standing still. Liszt's quick recognition of the Porrazzi melody pleases him with rare and genuine surprise. |
| November 25, 1882 | 142 | Mist and a long walk are enough to restore some vigor, and R. spends the day moving easily between Weber memories, Saint Moderate jokes, and his slowly emerging preface for Stein. The evening remains pleasant and sociable rather than strained. |
| November 26, 1882 | 294 | Goethe's women, Gobineau's Persians, lottery jokes, and an accidental violinist all combine into a day of varied but controlled amusement. Beneath the wit lies the Schopenhauerian conviction that life oscillates only between misery and boredom. |
| November 27, 1882 | 381 | Dreams of old gardens and new contracts are followed by Beethoven, lotteries, and an evening rupture over Liszt's attention to Lusch. What begins in playfulness ends in painful estrangement and silence. |
| November 28, 1882 | 268 | The rabbit on his desk, bright sunshine, and legal dictation restore some cheer, but R. remains unsparing in his judgments on Liszt's latest compositions. Cosima feels the pain of it, even as she recognizes that he says such things from an unguarded conviction rather than malice. |
| November 29, 1882 | 392 | The little hare becomes the symbol of the day, as chest spasms, telegrams, and Hans's health all compete with jokes, songs, and Haeckel. R. keeps returning to Liszt's recent work with a brutal honesty that Cosima can neither answer nor evade. |
| November 30, 1882 | 682 | A raw quarrel about Liszt, a kind letter from the King, and another day of Voltz-Batz trouble all mix with Goethe, gondolas, and Siegfried's Catiline. By evening the outward calm has returned, but the anxiety underneath has not. |
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