That summer I went to Bayreuth for the first and only time. I heard Parsifal twice. It made a great; impression on me; the beautiful overture and exquisite Good Friday music could hardly fail to move any one; nevertheless, I cannot say that the opera, as a whole, roused me to anything like the same enthusiasm as the Meistersinger, which of all Wagner’s works is the one I love far and away the best.