Thomas Mann on Parsifal
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... it is my third-act Tristan inconceivably
intensified
his
intensification was the involuntary law of
life and growth of Wagner's productivity, and it
derived from his own self-indulgence. He had been
labouring all his life, in fact, on the pain- and
sin-laden accents of Amfortas. They were already
heard in the cry of Tannhäuser: Alas, the
weight of sin overwhelms me! . In Tristan
they attained to what then seemed to be the ultimate
of lacerated anguish. But now, as he had realised
with a shock, that would have to be surpassed in
Parsifal and raised to an inconceivable
intensity. Actually, what he was doing was simply
pressing to the limit a statement for which he had
always been unconsciously seeking stronger and
profounder situations and occasions. 
he materials of his
several works represent but stages -
self-transcending inflections - of a unity, a life
work self-enclosed, fully rounded, which unfolds
itself, yet in a certain manner was already
there from the start. Which explains the
box-within-box, one-inside-another, of his creative
conceptions: and tells us also that an artist of this
kind, a genius of this spiritual order, is never at
work simply on the task, the opus, in hand.
Everything else weighs upon him at the same time and
adds its burden to the creative moment. Something
apparently (but only half apparently) mapped out,
like a life plan, comes to view: so that in the year
1862, while he was composing The
Meistersinger, Wagner foretold with complete
certainty, in a letter written to von Bülow from
Bieberich, that Parsifal was going to be his
final work - fully twenty years before it was
presented. For before that there would be
Siegfried, in the midst of which both
Tristan and The Meistersinger were
going to be put forth; and there was, furthermore,
the whole of the Twilight of the Gods to be
composed: all to fill out spaces in the work program.
He had to carry the weight of The Ring
throughout his labours on Tristan, into
which latter work, from the outset, the whisper of
Parsifal was intruding. And that voice was
present still while he was at work on his healthy
Lutheran Meistersinger. Indeed, ever since
the year, 1845, of the first Dresden production of
Tannhäuser, that same voice had been
awaiting him. In the year 1848 there came the prose
sketch of the Nibelungen myth as a drama, as well as
the writing of Siegfried's Death, from which
The Twilight of the Gods was to evolve. In
between, from 1846 to '47, Lohengrin took
shape and the action of The Meistersinger
was sketched out - both of which works belong,
actually, as satyr-play and humorous counterpart, in
the Tannhäuser context.
hese years of the
eighteen-forties, in the midst of which he reached
the age of thirty-two, hold together and define the
entire work plan of his life, from The Flying
Dutchman to Parsifal, which plan then
was executed in the course of the following four
decades, until 1881, by an inward labour on all of
its boxed-together elements simultaneously. Thus in
the strictest sense, Wagner's work is without
chronology. It arose in time, it is true; yet was all
suddenly there from the start, and all at once...
hat is to be said ...
for the seriousness of that seeker after truth, that
thinker and believer Richard Wagner? The ascetic and
Christian ideals of his later period, the sacramental
philosophy of salvation won by abstinence from
fleshly lusts of every kind; the convictions and
opinions of which Parsifal is the
expression; even Parsifal itself - all these
incontestably deny, revoke, cancel the sensualism and
revolutionary spirit of Wagner's young days, which
pervade the whole atmosphere and content of the
Siegfried ...
o the artist, new
experiences of truth are new incentives to the game,
new possibilities of expression, no more. He believes
in them, he takes them seriously, just so far as he
needs to in order to give them the fullest and
profoundest expression. In all that he is very
serious, serious even to tears - but yet not
quite - and by consequence, not at all ...
ake the list of
characters in Parsifal: what a set! One
advanced and offensive degenerate after another: a
self-castrated
magician; a desperate double personality, composed of
a Circe and a repentant Magdalen, with cataleptic
transition stages; a lovesick high priest, awaiting
the redemption that is to
come to him in the person of a chaste youth; the
youth himself, 'pure' fool and redeemer, quite a
different figure from Brünnhilde's lively awakener
and in his way also an extremely rare specimen - they
remind one of the aggregation of scarecrows in von
Arnim's famous coach ... It is music's power over the
emotions that makes the ensemble appear not like a
half- burlesque, half-uncanny impropriety of the
romantic school, but as a miracle play of the highest religious
significance.
[Thomas Mann, Leiden und Grösse der
Meister, tr. Lowe-Porter]
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