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Letter to ‘The Bäsle’

Audio

Listen to a translation of a 1777 letter from Mozart to his cousin Maria Anna Thekla Mozart in Augsburg, whom he called ‘the Bäsle’ (little cousin), read by actor Christopher Inman. 

In September 1777, Mozart and his mother, Anna Maria, set out on a journey to Paris. While passing through Augsburg, Leopold Mozart’s native city, Mozart visited family, and formed a warm friendship with his cousin Maria Anna Thekla Mozart, two years younger—affectionately called his Bäsle, or “little cousin.” His letters to her are exuberant and brimming with playful, scatological humor and innuendo, inspiring speculation about their relationship. In this letter he asks her to send him the portrait, displayed here, hoping it will show her “dressed in the French style.” 

Coarse humor and jokes about bodily functions were common in southern Germany and Austria at the time, and the Mozart family themselves delighted in this kind of wordplay. On the same journey, Mozart’s mother even ended a letter to her husband with a verse equally bawdy in tone. This earthy humor, though striking to modern ears, reflects both family intimacy and exuberant playfulness. Mozart’s letter is also filled with rapid flights of fancy, almost manic wordplay, and unabashed silliness—an unfiltered glimpse into his distinctive wit and roguish imagination.

WA Mozart (1756–1791) 
Autograph letter to his cousin, Maria Anna Thekla Mozart 
Mannheim, November 13, 1777 
The Morgan Library & Museum, Heineman MS 155

Transcription

How do I like Mannheim? – – As much as I can like any place without my little 
cousin. …It will soon be 22 years that I have been shitting out of the same hole, and it is still 
not torn! And I have shit so often in that time and bitten off the shit with my teeth. 

…If you still love me as much as I love you, madam, we shall never cease to love each other, 
even if the lion is hovering around us within the walls, even if the hard victory of doubt was not 
duly taken into account, and the tyranny of the oppressors is sliding from its course, yet 
Codrus, the wise philosopher, often eats snot instead of porridge, and the Romans, the 
supports of my ass, are always, always have been, and will always remain free of charge. 

I kiss your hands, your face, your knees, and your – in short, everything that you allow me to 
kiss. I am with all my heart 
your 
very affectionate Nephew and Cousin 
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart