Wagner's Letters
Correspondence by, to, and around Richard Wagner
Wagner’s letters run from a seventeen-year-old offering a publisher his piano arrangement of Beethoven’s Ninth to a note from Venice a month before his death. Written to patrons, friends, lovers, singers and creditors, they are less guarded than anything he published. They follow his hopes for art from the revolutionary years in Dresden and Zurich, through Schopenhauer and his love for Mathilde Wesendonck, to King Ludwig, Bayreuth and Parsifal.
The letters are arranged by date and can be browsed by correspondent, so that Wagner’s side may be read alongside the replies of Liszt, Nietzsche, Minna Wagner and others. These letters have been compiled from available English-language collections; some letters may be repeated in translations by different translators.
In the letters the thought of the prose is lived: plans conceived, defended, abandoned and reborn amid poverty, exile and scandal. One conviction holds throughout, that art is a matter of life and death and not a trade. What changes is what he hoped art would accomplish. In Dresden and Zurich it is the festival of a free humanity, upheld by a Feuerbachian faith in love. From 1854 Schopenhauer turns it toward renunciation and compassion, a turn the letters to Mathilde Wesendonck give an almost devotional intensity. With King Ludwig it becomes a mission he believed he had been sent to fulfil, and at Bayreuth a sacred stage, ending with Parsifal, which he called his farewell to the world.
The apprentice years. The earliest letters, from Leipzig, Würzburg, Magdeburg and Riga, are those of an ambitious young theatre musician in the spirit of Young Germany, an “epicure” in art who wanted “nothing for posterity, everything for contemporaries.” They chart his courtship of the actress Minna Planer, debts, flights from creditors, and a hunger for Paris and Italy. Paris from 1839 brought hunger of a more literal kind: pawned rings, begging letters, fawning appeals to Meyerbeer, and a hatred of money as “the curse that destroys whatever is noble.” Out of that misery came the first statement of a lifelong faith. Writing to Kietz in 1842, he asked what would have become of him had he not thrown himself “with ever growing faith into the arms of Art,” and added, “I know now who I am.”
Dresden and revolution. The triumph of Rienzi in 1842 made him Kapellmeister at the Saxon court, and the letters of the next years show him striking out “a way markedly different” with The Flying Dutchman, Tannhäuser and Lohengrin. He described the last as the contact between “a metaphysical phenomenon and human nature, and the impossibility that such contact will last.” Self-publishing his scores ruined him, quarrels with the court theatre multiplied, and contempt for the modern stage hardened into politics: “the means we must use is Revolution!” he wrote in 1847. During the May uprising of 1849 he told Minna that he and his comrades were revolutionaries “only in order to construct something on fresh ground.” A warrant followed, and with it exile.
Zurich and the artwork of the future. The Zurich letters, above all to Liszt, Theodor Uhlig and August Röckel, are the workshop of the theoretical writings and the Ring. Their faith is humanist and Feuerbachian. “My God is my art and the principle of beauty, nobility, and truth,” he told Ferdinand Heine in 1849, and against Liszt’s plea that he find salvation in Christ he answered in 1853, “I believe in mankind, and require nothing further.” He imagined the Ring performed in a temporary theatre on the Rhine after the revolution, before a public admitted free, to make clear “the meaning of that Revolution, in its noblest sense.” Yet beside the hope runs a darker refrain: art, he wrote, “begins at precisely the point where life breaks off,” a substitute for the love life denied him. The great letter to Röckel of January 1854 reads the Ring as a drama of love against power, in which Wotan rises “to the tragic heights of willing his own destruction” and the lesson is “We must learn to die.”
Schopenhauer, Wesendonck and Tristan. In December 1854 he told Liszt that Schopenhauer had come “like a gift from heaven,” and that his “final negation of the desire of life” showed “the only salvation possible.” In the same letter he conceived Tristan und Isolde as a monument to a love he had never known. Later letters to Röckel reread his own operas through the new philosophy, finding in them since the Dutchman “the sublime tragedy of renunciation.” His love for Mathilde Wesendonck, his neighbour at the Asyl from 1857, became the living form of this thought. When the household broke apart in 1858 he wrote to her of the only salvation left: “Rest from longing! The stilling of every desire!” In Venice he finished the second act of Tristan, confessing to Bülow that “were I not an artist, I could become a saint.”
The wandering years. From 1859 to 1864 the letters follow him from Lucerne, where Tristan was completed, to Paris and the fiasco of Tannhäuser at the Opéra in 1861, then to Biebrich, where Die Meistersinger began as a kind of rescue, and to Vienna, where Tristan was abandoned after more than seventy rehearsals. His final renunciation of Mathilde, his separation from Minna, mounting debts and a flight from Vienna to escape his creditors brought him by the spring of 1864 close to despair.
Ludwig, Munich and Tribschen. In May 1864 the eighteen-year-old King Ludwig II of Bavaria summoned him to Munich and paid his debts. The letters between them are among the strangest in the collection, ecstatic on both sides; Wagner wrote that the King had been sent to him “by God in order that my belief shall become a religion.” Tristan was performed in 1865, but the death of its Tristan, Ludwig Schnorr, the scandal of his affair with Cosima von Bülow and court hostility forced him out of Munich that December. At Tribschen near Lucerne, where he lived with Cosima from 1866, he finished Die Meistersinger, performed in Munich in 1868, returned to the Ring, married Cosima in 1870, and found in the young Friedrich Nietzsche a disciple who saw him as the renewer of Greek tragedy.
Bayreuth. The festival he had imagined in Zurich took shape in the small Franconian town he chose in 1871 as a neutral place, “a kind of Washington of art.” The letters of the next five years are largely business: fundraising, patrons’ certificates, singers asked to serve “simply and solely” an artistic ideal for expenses only, a near collapse rescued by a royal loan in 1874. The first Ring of 1876 left a large deficit and deep disillusion. His enterprise, he told Heckel, had been a question put to the German public, “Will you?”, and he now assumed that they would not. Nietzsche, who in 1876 still celebrated each May as the anniversary of his “spiritual rebirth,” broke with him in 1878, and Wagner’s letters thereafter speak of him with pained bewilderment. Retreating into Parsifal, which he finished in 1882 and reserved for Bayreuth alone, Wagner spoke of himself as a man looking down on the world “as though from a cloud.” His last letter to Ludwig, from Venice in January 1883, calls the work “my farewell to life.”
Spirituality. The letters show that Wagner’s religious thought was not a late conversion but a lifelong search, and that it was always bound up with art. In Paris and Dresden art itself was his faith. In Zurich that faith took a communal and this-worldly form: love was the only redeemer, and the festival he dreamed of was a religious gathering without a church, answering a need that, as he put it in 1852, “can no longer be ecclesiastically religious.”
Schopenhauer gave this search a metaphysics, and with it an Eastern vocabulary. To Röckel in 1855 he described compassion with all that lives as “the root of all virtue” and “the true secret of redemption,” and wrote that the Buddha “spoke the language which most nearly gives expression to that lofty enlightenment.” “If you wish to find out my religion,” he told Mathilde Wesendonck, “read Usinar,” a legend from the Indian epics. He planned a Buddhist drama, Die Sieger, and in his Venice diary for her wrote that he had “involuntarily become a Buddhist.” Seeing an animal tormented, he told Jakob Sulzer, lifted “the veil of Maya” and gave him an insight into “the essence of life itself.” His love for Mathilde he described in the same terms: love was “the well-spring of my redemption,” and “only inside, within us, only deep down does salvation dwell.”
From the 1860s Christ moves to the centre without the Eastern strand disappearing. Writing to Ludwig on Good Friday 1865, he contrasted the God of power with the God who suffers and dwells in the heart, and in 1873 he said Parzival was meant “to preserve the world’s profoundest secret, the truest Christian faith, nay, to awaken that faith anew.” His Christianity remained heterodox. In 1879 he wrote to Constantin Frantz that the way from man to God “is compassion, and its everlasting name is Jesus,” and in 1880 he told Hans von Wolzogen that they must be “merciless in abandoning the Church and the priesthood” for the sake of a purified Christ. The Brahmin teaching stayed with him: joining an animal-protection society in 1879, he urged that people be reminded of “the Brahman’s great saying, ‘Tat twam asi’ (‘That art thou’),” as a way of ennobling Christianity. Die Sieger was set aside only because, as he wrote in 1882, Parsifal had absorbed it.
The response he wanted from his audience followed from this. From the start he insisted that drama speak to feeling rather than reflection, and in 1853 he wrote, “I do not proffer easy entertainment, I deal in terror and pity.” In 1875 he told his performers that the Greeks could celebrate art in the name of Apollo, but “we no longer had any gods.” By 1880 he called Parsifal “the most sacred of my works,” a drama in which “the most sublime mysteries of the Christian faith are openly presented,” and resolved that it should never be offered “as an amusement.” Bayreuth was to be a consecrated stage, and the experience he hoped for was less conversion than an awakening of compassion. In his last years, having lost hope in Germany and the age, he described his inner life as “a world not of hope but of trust.”
Antisemitism. Hostility to Jews runs through the letters from the 1830s to the end, often joined to his resentment of money, the press and rivals. It sharpened around Judaism in Music (1850), when he told Liszt that his hatred of Jewry was “as necessary to my nature as gall is to the blood,” and he defended the pamphlet’s reissue in 1869. In the Schopenhauer letters he identified Judaism with the worldly optimism he rejected and claimed it had distorted Christianity, and in later letters he blamed Jews, often alongside Jesuits, for the degeneration of German culture. Late letters adopt racial language influenced by Gobineau, and in 1881 he told Ludwig that he considered the Jewish race “the born enemy of pure humanity and all that is noble in man.” At the same time he worked closely with Jewish musicians and impresarios, among them Carl Tausig, Joseph Rubinstein, Angelo Neumann and Hermann Levi, who conducted the first Parsifal, and in 1881 he disclaimed any connection with the organized antisemitic movement then active in Berlin.
Because the collection contains thousands of letters, the table below is intended as a finding aid rather than a replacement for the individual letter pages. Use the filters to narrow the archive by year, month, correspondent, or direction, then open a letter to read the full text.
Note: An asterisk (*) next to the date indicates an exact date for the letter was unavailable and a date has been interpolated from context and ordering.
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| July 1, 1854* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 17 |
With west winds and doubtful weather threatening a planned joint excursion to Glarus and the Muotta valley, Wagner asks whether the Wesendoncks still mean to travel.
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| July 2, 1854* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 19 |
A follow-up note withdrawing the previous day's question about the excursion, which no longer requires an answer.
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| July 8, 1855* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 82 |
Wagner excuses himself and Minna from dinner because his old and faithful dog Peps is dying and he cannot leave its side. The departure for Seelisberg is postponed until Wednesday, and he asks Mathilde not to laugh at his tears.
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| July 8, 1857* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 123 |
Wagner sends a belated formal invitation to a Sunday-evening tea in honour of Jakob Sulzer, asking Mathilde to bring Herr Kutter. He adds that he cannot work at night, has laid Calderón aside, sends Eduard Devrient's regards, and reports that the world still stands and Fafner is still alive.
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| July 2, 1858* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 46 |
Sent with the completed sketches for Act II of Tristan, Wagner marvels at the "wondrous birth of our child of sorrows" and asks whether, after all, they were meant to live, since no one could be asked to forsake his children.
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| July 6, 1858* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 1,316 |
Replying to a "marvellously beautiful" letter, and for the first time addressing Mathilde with the intimate "thou," Wagner reviews the crisis of the past months: Minna's illness, the necessity of breaking up the Asyl, and the choice between total separation and a union that would be a crime. He proclaims his resolve to seek salvation in renunciation and rest, likens his longing to the Flying Dutchman's, and vows them both to a "fair death" of transfigured self-victory.
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| July 6, 1858* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 1,454 |
Replying to Mathilde Wesendonck's letter, Wagner declares that their struggles have ended in the victory of renunciation over desire: having rejected union as sinful, he seeks only rest, resignation and to live for others. He describes the death-haunted months of Minna's illness and his grief at losing the Asyl, and promises to visit her only when calm, comparing his longing to the Dutchman's yearning for rest.
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| July 6, 1858 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 1,268 |
In a letter of renunciation to Mathilde Wesendonck, Wagner writes that their struggles must end in victory over every desire: he has given her up, faces leaving his beloved Asyl amid Minna's illness, and seeks only rest from longing, likening it to the Dutchman's yearning for home.
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| July 1, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 285 |
A sudden gust of rose-scent recalls to Wagner the last summer in the Asyl garden, when he set a rose beside his work each morning while sketching the second act of Tristan, knowing he was taking farewell. Summer, sun, rose-scent and parting now return as in a dream, transfigured and free of anguish, the mood in which he hopes to finish the third act.
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| July 9, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 1,564 |
Moved by his landlord into a darker room at the Schweizerhof and deprived of his awning, Wagner takes it in good part, since Tristan and Isolde are soon to be free, and sends Mathilde the comic folk-song he made up about their dying "im Schweizerhof zu Luzern." He praises her as the one person to whom he gladly unbosoms himself, recalls playing Bach with her, describes how a jubilant melody that came to him for the shepherd's tune proved to belong to Siegfried's final duet, and rejoices that she has grasped Buddhism, beside which all other dogmas look parochial.
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| July 9, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 499 |
Wagner tells Mathilde Wesendonck that he loves to communicate his thoughts to her as to no one else, and rejoices that Köppen's The Religion of Buddha has shown her a world-myth beside which every other dogma seems petty and modern Europe barbarous.
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| July 15, 1859* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 62 |
With grim humour, Wagner compares his work to the battle of Solferino: now that the armies are stopping the bloodshed he is pushing it on, having that day struck Melot and Kurwenal dead, and he invites Mathilde to view the battlefield before everyone is buried.
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| July 24, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 467 |
Thanking Mathilde for a fairy-tale he read aloud to his Erard piano, Wagner reports that he is obsessed by his work, with some 35 pages of the Tristan full score left, and expects to finish within twelve days. He greets her two boys as Cleobis and Biton, praises the Greeks for poetising their myths rather than making dogmas of them, dreads Paris, and proposes a Pilatus ascent and a farewell dinner at the "Villa (Franca) Wesendonck."
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| July 22, 1860 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 1,169 |
In a dark mood under persistent south-west winds, Wagner writes of his utter joylessness and resignation: the world takes him for a hypocrite and a grasping man, his bitterness has turned to a tranquil contempt, and only his sense of purity, of having wrought for others alone, sustains him. The news of his partial amnesty, reopening Germany to him, leaves him cold, a new field of suffering. His solace is Schopenhauer, who turns sorrow into cognition and contempt into love, and the little dog Fips, his companion on walks in the Bois de Boulogne.
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| July 22, 1860 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 1,037 |
Wagner tells Mathilde that he has resigned himself to a joyless existence in which bitterness has given way to a peaceful contempt sustained by the sense of his own purity. The news that his exile has been partly lifted leaves him cold, and his only friends are Schopenhauer's book and the little dog she once sent him.
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| July 22, 1860 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 223 |
Wagner tells Mathilde Wesendonck that joy means nothing to him now, that the news of his partial amnesty left him cold, and that his best friends are Schopenhauer and the little dog she once sent him.
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| July 12, 1861 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 472 |
Writing from the Prussian embassy, where he has found sanctuary overlooking a garden with two black swans, Wagner tells Mathilde that his household goods are packed off again and that, after a last miserable experience, he will never settle down but vow the rest of his life to roving. He will not go to Karlsruhe, and grieves for the little dog Fips she once gave him, mysteriously killed, whom he buried by stealth in a neighbour's garden: "With that little dog I buried much!"
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| July 12, 1861 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 155 |
Writing from the Prussian Embassy, where Count Pourtalès has given him refuge, Wagner tells Mathilde Wesendonck that he has warehoused his furniture, given up any idea of settling down, and will not go to Karlsruhe.
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| July 25, 1861 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 382 |
Obliged to attend Liszt's festival concerts at Weimar rather than visit Zurich before going to Vienna, Wagner suggests the Wesendoncks join him at Weimar, or at least come to Vienna for Tristan in the autumn. He confesses a growing strangeness in the world, stands aghast at the thought of hearing Tristan soon, and marvels at how little people know of what he is when alone.
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| July 3, 1863 | Mathilde Wesendonck | Richard Wagner | Zurich | 490 |
A brief note from her sickbed asking Wagner to lay "these leaves" among the others in the green portfolio, sent with a group of her poems written over the preceding months, among them verses on the silent nightingale, on the heart that would hold all earth's joy, on grief, on a flower that turns only to its sun (dated 22 May 1863, his fiftieth birthday), and on a grave in which she buried her love.
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