Thursday, March 30:
Letters from Elisabeth Krockow, Claire, etc. Terrible weather and frightful news of Paris. I answer everything at once and work with the children. R. copies out his Destiny of Opera. Still nothing from the King.
Great disturbances in church and state: the priest Egli in Lucerne, who will not recognize the dogma, and the nuncio, whom Bern is expelling. Only in Tribschen happiness. “Your love means the end of the world for me,” R. says. “If you love me, I lose the outside world; if you do not love me, I lose both worlds.”
In the evening Wagnerian music; the prayer from Lohengrin reduces my mother to tears.