In the tapestry of history, the name Küssnacht weaves with golden narrative threads, echoing the distant resonance of Cossinius, a figure shrouded in the cloak of Roman antiquity. Accompanied by the Celtic suffix, it becomes Cossiniacus, whispering the tale of a domain that has traversed ages, since the time when Gallo-Romans roamed these lands. Despite the absence of stone testimonies of their presence, the shadow of these ancestors hovers over the region, elusive yet undeniable, until the arrival of the Alamans in the 7th century. It is on this stage that the legendary drama of William Tell unfolds, confronting the Austrian bailiff Gessler, a story that intertwines at the heart of Küssnacht, like a shooting star streaking across the Swiss historical sky. With the emancipation of Luzern from the Habsburg yoke in the 14th century, a new chapter unfolds, making Küssnacht the cherished child of Luzern, eclipsing local lordships and their castles into oblivion, like Gesslerburg (Gessler Castle) which sank into the shadows of 1352. As time passed, the influence of Luzern dissipated like mist in the sun, in favor of Schwyz, which established its customs imprint as early as 1383. Küssnacht, faithful to this new allegiance, swore feudal rights with Schwyz in 1424, an oath that still resonates through the ages. Such a destiny starkly contrasts with that of Vitznau and Weggis, once jewels belonging to Luzern in the embrace of Schwyz, sailing between the hands of the Habsburgs before emerging as free republics, stars in the Swiss firmament, before their freedom was sold to Lucerne in 1380. Today, Vitznau, Weggis, and Greppen are pearls set in Luzern’s crown, communities that still whisper the tales of Rigi.
The passage of illustrious figures such as Goethe, the Bavarian king Ludwig II, and the Portuguese king Dom, has woven a silver thread into the fabric of Küssnacht, adding to its radiance. But it’s the tragedy of Queen Astrid of Belgium that has left an indelible mark on the city, a shooting star whose light was extinguished too soon in a mechanical tragedy in 1935, leaving an echo of melancholy in the streets of Küssnacht.