Franz Liszt to Marie d'Agoult

The Lovers
Franz Liszt
(1811-86)
was a Hungarian-born child prodigy who grew up to become one of the most influential composers of the 19th century. By the age of six he was displaying exceptional musical ability. He gave his first concert at the age of 9, and by 11 had published his first piano piece and performed in Vienna before some of Europe's most eminent musicians. As a teenager he took Paris society by storm with his virtuosity and remarkable skill in sight-reading and improvisation. Of his 700 and more compositions, perhaps his most important works are the Piano sonata in B Minor, the Dante Symphony, and the Faust Symphony. He had two great loves in his life, Comtesse Marie d'Agoult, and later Princess Carolyne Sayn-Wittgenstein. A man of strong religious feeling, passion, and intelligence he ended his life as a cleric in minor orders, dying at 74 at Bayreuth in Bavaria.
Marie de Flavigny,
Comtesse d'Agoult

(1805-76)
was descended from German bankers and minor French aristocrats. She was Liszt's mistress for 10 years. A competent writer, she is best known for her novel Nélida--a thinly disguised account of her relationship with Liszt--which she wrote using the pen name Daniel Stern. The hero of the book fails to fulfill himself as an artist after the end of a long affair, but is reunited with his lover on his deathbed and dies in her arms. Cosima, the second of Marie's three children by Liszt and the only one to survive to old age, married the composer Richard Wagner.


December 1834


Marie! Marie!

Oh let me repeat that name a hundred times,
     a thousand times over;
for three days now it has lived within me, oppressed me,
    set me afire.
I am not writing to you, no, I am close beside you. I see you,
    I hear you...
Eternity in your arms...Heaven, hell,
    all is within you and even more than all...
Oh! Leave me free to rave in my delirium.
Mean, cautious, narrow reality is no longer enough for me.
We must live out lives to the full,
    our loves, our sorrow...!
Oh! you believe me capable of
    self-sacrifice, chastity, temperance
    and piety, do you not?
But let no more be said of this...
    it is for you to question, to draw conclusions,
    to save me as you see fit.
Let me be mad, senseless
    since you can do nothing, nothing
    at all for me.
It is good for me to speak to you now.
This is to be! To be!!!



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Famous Love Letters
Messages of Intimacy and Passion
Edited by Ronald Tamplin
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