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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| June 1, 1853 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 63 |
Taking up her permission to inquire, Wagner asks whether Mathilde can come again that evening and proposes a couple of quiet hours together until ten o'clock, with no other guests to spoil what he calls this sacred evening.
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| June 1, 1858* | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Zurich | 12 |
A note introducing the young pianist Carl Tausig, Wagner's "little musical home-goblin," to Mathilde.
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| June 3, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 118 |
Feeling unequal to a Sunday gathering at the Willes' house, Wagner encloses a note of apology for Frau Wille, ironically dated from Kissingen, and remarks that his friends' cowardice sometimes makes it better to do without friends until the illusion of friendship sprouts again.
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| June 5, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 269 |
Exultant after playing through the finished first half of Tristan Act III, Wagner tells Mathilde that, like God on the sixth day, he found it good and praised himself, since no one else would: no lengths, no monotony, but passionate life "up to arrogance." He asks her help to finish the second half, and inquires what Otto thinks of Garibaldi.
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| June 17, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 136 |
A hasty note: Wagner has sent the first manuscript of Tristan Act III to Härtels in Leipzig, has taken up morning riding on his doctor's orders, and thanks the Wesendoncks for a visit that left him calm and fairly cheerful.
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| June 21, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 935 |
The relentless rain stalls his composing and his new mania for morning rides, about which Wagner reflects that he must not let a passion for the horse arise, lest it become one more thing to renounce. He dreads visits from his partisans before Tristan is finished, recalling the torments of past summers, and praises an article by Herwegh on the war, which leads him to Shakespeare's godlike smile of contempt for the world, the summit the genius can reach, beyond which only the saint can rise.
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| June 23, 1859 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Lucerne | 874 |
Now in the vein, Wagner declines Mathilde's invitation and vows not to visit until he can hand her the red portfolio full, the completed third act of Tristan having been revealed to him "as in a lightning-flash." He retracts his confused remarks on Herwegh, savours Shakespeare's quips, complains of pianos and strangers crowding him at the Schweizerhof like the wandering Latona, and describes Lucerne's Corpus Christi procession, moved only by the file of Capuchin monks.
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| June 15, 1861 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 569 |
Living "dreary, soul-less days" in complete uncertainty, Wagner reads Goethe's Campaign in France to kill time and likens himself to a fish on dry sand. He reflects on Liszt, who first dazzled him in Paris twenty years before and now basks again in the glittering world Wagner has come to loathe, declares that without Mathilde his outlook would be bad, and urges the Wesendoncks to winter in Vienna to hear Tristan and his other works there.
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| June 15, 1861 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Paris | 382 |
Wagner tells Mathilde Wesendonck of his joyless days in Paris, his estrangement from Liszt's glittering world, and urges her to persuade her husband to winter in Vienna to hear Tristan and his other operas.
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| June 24, 1861 | Mathilde Wesendonck | Richard Wagner | Zurich | 1,118 |
The earliest of Mathilde's surviving letters to Wagner: from the Green Hill she pities him in the Paris heat, describes an excursion to Badenweiler and the quiet, perhaps too lonely, Baden society he may find, and reports a Zurich concert where Gluck's Orpheus moved her. She tells of friends gathered on her terrace who spoke much of him, gently chides his gloomy moods, urges him to keep Liszt in his heart, mentions Princess Wittgenstein in Rome, and asks for a carte-de-visite for her album, closing with a wish for peace as the mountains fade in the dusk.
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| June 9, 1862 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Biebrich | 646 |
Thanking Myrrha for her share in a cushion and Mathilde for a masterly poem on the legend of the nixie, Wagner explains that he now understands no hope, only the happiness we are masters of within ourselves. He recalls foreseeing, in the days of their passion, that Art would acquire a wholly new meaning once every hope was cut away, interprets the Messiah legend as the call to give up wishing itself, and wishes only for leisure and solitude to work, regarding even the Vienna Tristan as a disturbance.
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| June 28, 1863 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Penzing | 909 |
Thanking Mathilde for a handsome brown portfolio for the finished pages of Die Meistersinger, Wagner explains that the unfinished work will stay in the old green portfolio among the leaves of Tristan, for he is more faithful than she may be led to believe. He confesses that he can find no repose: having cut himself off from everyone to be alone, he finds his heart still yearning for "Presence," and takes comfort in his servants and an old borrowed retriever, Pohl. He asks after Otto and Switzerland, and reflects that Hans Sachs, easy for her, still comes hard to him.
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| June 28, 1871 | Richard Wagner | Mathilde Wesendonck | Tribschen | 62 |
The last surviving letter of the series: from Tribschen, Wagner formally asks his "honoured Lady-friend" to search the old manuscripts she has kept for his chant for male voices "At Weber's last Resting-place" and send him a copy, with greetings from himself and his wife Cosima.
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