Wednesday, March 7:
Life the same; sad letter from nephew Clemens, everything there utterly withered! Many telegrams arrived yesterday from Vienna about the “success” of Die Walküre, which has been employed from the very start to denigrate the festival performances. Feelings of bitterness: the work, gained by perfidious means, is being used to make fun of its author!
Once more spent the evening with Goethe, to our great pleasure. Read poems from the second and third volumes.