29 Aug 1865
 Monsalvat there is grief and confusion. Anfortas can no longer be persuaded to preside over the office of the Grail. Tormented beyond his
limits, he wishes to obtain death by defiance: no longer does he wish to look upon the Grail, which seems to have wrapped even its
miraculous power in mourning; since Parzival's visit, its gleam has steadily faded. For long now, the
sacred vessel has remained locked away in its shrine. All are starving and demoralised. The knights are obliged to seek profane
food; their strength is waning; they are no longer sent out. Titurel, deprived of the sight of the life-giving relic, has died.
Anfortas longs for his own death. The knights besiege his chamber, assail him, weeping and threatening. He obstinately refuses: he
wants to die. -
Above: Grail knights in the Temple: production at the Salzburg Easter Festival.
 urnemans, who under the circumstances has rapidly aged and become a childish old
man, has retired to the sacred spring at the edge of the forest, there to die a hermit. Not long before, he had again discovered Kundry, lying as always in deathlike sleep: after waking her again, he notices a great change from
previous awakenings: she is not amazed, does not curse, but on the contrary, is gently attentive to him. But no word can be obtained from her: she seems to have
been struck completely dumb. -
 Left: one of Franz Stassen's illustrations for Act III
of Parsifal.
 ne beautiful spring morning, Kundry is drawing water at the spring for Gurnemans, who is lying in prayer before his hut. In the distance, Parzival is seen, slowly approaching:
he is in totally black armour: with head bowed and lance lowered, he approaches dreamily and sinks down on a grassy seat near the spring.
His visor is closed. Gurnemans notices and addresses him. To all questions, Parziv. only shakes his head sadly. At last Gurnemans, put out, rebukes him for stopping here with helmet closed and armed with shield and spear. Doesn't he
know what day it is? - "No" - Where does he come from, then? He can hardly have been living among Christians, without knowing that today is the most holy Good Friday? - Parz. is long silent. Then he opens his helmet, takes it off his head, drives the spear
into the ground, hangs helmet, shield and sword on it, then kneels and gives himself up to silent prayer [Deleted by RW] lays shield
and sword before it, sinks to his knees and fixing his eyes fervently on the bloodstained point of the spear, prays earnestly. -
urnemans, gazing at him with emotion, believes he recognises him and calls
Kundry as witness. She, with a quiet nod, affirms him to be the same who once appeared by the lake and killed the swan. Parzival is questioned. Now he recognises
the old man and now tells how long he has wandered vainly searching for the Grail Castle, where he has to atone for a grave
offence.
 e had despaired of ever finding the way; by penances of every kind he had sought to be guided by grace: in vain:
his works were not so powerful as the magic which condemned him to wander! Can the old man give him news? Gurnemans answers sadly
that his answers will not comfort him, and reports all the wretched developments at Monsalvat. Parziv.,
tormented by remorse at not having alleviated this distress long before, chides his own blindness, his childish foolishness, and, overcome with grief, falls in a
faint. Kundry leaps up: she fetches water in a large bowl. Gurnemans restrains
her: there, by the spring itself, shall the pilgrim be bathed: he will, he suspects, have a high office to perform: to which he must be purified, and all the dust
of his wanderings washed off him. Both gently escort the revived Parzival to the spring. Parzival asks whether the old man will escort him to Anfortas? Gurn:
Certainly, we will go together to the Castle today: the funeral rites of Titurel, my dear master, are
being celebrated. Anfortas has vowed to expose the Grail once more for the canonisation of his father, who has died through his fault.
 eanwhile Kundry has loosened his greaves
and is now bathing his feet; he gazes at her in amazement and emotion, then asks Gurnemans to moisten his head also with the holy
water: the latter consecrates him for his appointed task, sprinkling his head with water.
 Left: Parsifal Act 3 in the 1983 Bayreuth Festival
production; Prod: Friedrich, Design: Reinhardt. ©Bayreuther Festspiele.
 hen Parziv. sees Kundry produce a golden phial from her bosom and
from it pour precious ointment over his feet, anoint them and then dry them with her hair. "If you anoint my feet, so let Gurnemans anoint my head also: for I am to be King!" Gurnemans takes and anoints his
head and pronounces a blessing. Softly unseen, Parzival scoops water from the spring in the bowl and moistens
Kundry's head with it: "My first duty I discharge thus: be baptised and believe in the Redeemer." -
Kundry lowers her head and begins to weep. -
 ith gentle delight, Parzival gazes at wood and meadow.
How wonderful that all is in bloom and speaking to him in soft colours, sweet shapes and gentle fragrances: never before has he seen the meadow so beautiful.
Gurne. "It is the magic of Good Friday, lord." Parz. "The day of greatest grief? Ought not all creation
rather to be mourning?" - Gurnem. "You see it is not so: today all animal creation is glad to gaze up at the Redeemer. Not being able to see Him
on the Cross, it gazes up at Man Redeemed: who, through God's loving sacrifice, has a feeling of holiness and purity; the meadow
flowers notice that man does not trample them today, but, as God took pity on mankind, spares them: now all
that is blooming and soon to die, gives thanks; it is Nature's Day of Innocence." Kundry,
slowly raising her head, gazes up at Parzival earnestly and calmly beseeching. Parz. "Today is the great Day of Innocence: rise up and be blissful." - He kisses her on the forehead.
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Poul Elming as Parsifal in the Royal Danish Opera
production, directed by Harry Kupfer. ©Royal Danish Opera.
Right: Parsifal heals the king in
the final scene of Stefan Herheim's production for the Bayreuth Festival 2011.
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