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Wolfgang Mozart Letter- 1790

Written by: Wolfgang Mozart

18th Century


7 1/4 x 9- 2-sided letter to wife Constanze, written from Frankfurt am Main
30 September 1790

Dearest little Wife of my Heart!

If only I had a letter from you, all would be well.  I hope that you have received mine from Efferding and Frankfurt.  In my last one I told you to speak to Redcurrant Face.  For safety’s sake I should very much like to raise 2000 gulden on Hoffmeister’s draft.  But you will have to give some other reason; you may say, for example, that I am making some speculation about which you know nothing.  My love, there is no doubt whatever that I shall make something in this place, but certainly not as much as you and some of my friends expect.  That I am both known and respected here is undeniable.  Well, we shall see.  But as in every case I prefer to play for safety.  I should like to make that deal with H— [probably Hoffmeister] as I shall thus obtain some money and not have to pay anything; all I shall have to do is to work and that I shall willingly do for the sake of my dear little wife.  When you write to me, always address your letters Poste Restante.  Where do you think I am living?  In the same house as Böhm, and Hofer is with me too.  We pay thirty gulden a month, which is wonderfully cheap, and we also take our meals there.  And whom do you think I have come across?  The girl who so often played hide-and-seek with us in the Auge Gottes.  I think her name was Buchner.  She is now Madame Porsch  and this is her second marriage.  She asks me to send you all sorts of kind messages.  As I do not know whether you are at Baden or Vienna, I am addressing this letter again to Madame Hofer.  I am as excited as a child at the thought of seeing you again.  If people could see into my heart, I should almost feel ashamed.  To me everything is cold – cold as ice.  Perhaps if you were with me I might possibly take more pleasure in the kindness of those I meet here.  But, as it is, everything seems so empty.  Adieu, my love.   I am ever your husband, who loves you with all his soul                                                                                                                                                                                  


Frankfurt am Main, 30 September 1790