My Sweetheart's like Venus (Gustav Holst)

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•  Posted on 2024-10-05(Posted 2024-10-05)  CPDL #82093:       

Editor: Max Spicer (submitted 2024-10-05).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 86 kB   Copyright: CC BY SA

Edition notes: The original Curwen Edition of this work is Public Domain in the US as it was simultaneously published there but its copyright was not renewed. It remains in copyright in some parts of Europe until 2037.

In Welsh: Mae 'Nghariadd i'n Fenws

•  Posted on 2024-10-06(Posted 2024-10-06)  CPDL #82094:    Holst - 9. Mae 'nghariad i'n Fenws.mxl   

Editor: Max Spicer (submitted 2024-10-06).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 87 kB   Copyright: CC BY SA

Edition notes: Welsh language edition. The music and text are sourced from the original Curwen Edition of this work. That edition is Public Domain in the US but remains in copyright in some parts of Europe until 2037. I have made some minor updates to the original Welsh lyrics to fix typos.

• (Posted 2017-11-20)  CPDL #47583:       

Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2017-11-20).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 60 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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General Information

Title: My Sweetheart's like Venus / Mae 'Nghariad i'n Fenws
Arranger: Gustav Holst
Lyricist: John Lloyd Williams^{create page} (traditional melody and lyrics)
Lyricist: Steuart Wilson^{create page} (English translation)
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Folksong

Language: English

Language: Welsh

Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1933
Description: 

Original text and translations

Welsh text Mae 'nghariad i'n Fenws, mae 'nghariad i'n fain, Mae 'nghariad i'n dlysach na blodau y drain. Fy nghariad yw'r lana', a'r wynna'n y sîr, Nid canmol yr ydwyf, ond dwedyd y gwir. Wych eneth fach annwyl sy'n lodes mor lan, Ei gwyneb yn wridog a'i dannedd mân, mân. A'i dau lygaid gleision a'i dwy ael fel gwawn, Fy nghalon a'i carai, pe gwyddwn y cawn! Mae 'nghariad i'n caru fel cawod o wlaw, Weithiau ffordd yma, ac weithiau ffordd draw, Ond cariad, pur ffyddlon ni chariff ond un, Y sawl a gâr lawer, gaiff fod heb yr un.

English translation (Literal translation) My sweetheart is like Venus, My sweetheart is slender, My sweetheart is more beautiful Than flowers of thorns My sweetheart is the purest and the fairest in the county, I’m not praising, But telling the truth. Dear little lovely girl That is so pure, Her face is so rosy And her teeth so fine. Her two clear blue eyes, Her two eyebrows like gossamer. My heart would love her if I knew that I could. My sweetheart, she loves Like a shower of rain, Sometimes this way And sometimes that way. But faithful, pure love She’ll have but one, Someone who loves many Is left without one. English translation (Rhyming translation) My sweetheart’s like Venus, she’s lovely and light, She’s fairer than blackthorn, she’s slim and she’s white, there’s no one is like her, from far or from near, it’s truth I am telling for all men to hear. Her form has the splendour of straight-growing trees; her hair like ripe corn that is stirr’d in the breeze, her eyebrows like gossamer that hangs by the door; if only she’d love me I’d ask nothing more. My sweetheart, she loves like a shower of rain, now clouded, now weeping, now smiling again, but she who loves many is left without one, a faithful, true lover has one love alone.

German translation Mein Schatz ist wie die Venus, mein Schatz ist schlank, mein Schatz ist schöner als Dornenblumen. Mein Schatz ist die reinste und schönste im Land. Das ist kein Lob, ich sage die Wahrheit. Dieses liebes, schönes Mädchen, es ist so rein, ihr Gesicht ist so rosig und ihre Zähne so fein. Ihre beiden klaren blauen Augen, ihre Augenbrauen wie zartes Spinngewebe. Mein Herz würde sie lieben, wenn ich wüsste, ich könnte sie lieben. Mein Schatz ist in ihrer Liebe wie ein Regenschauer, manchmal so, manchmal so. Aber ein treuer, wahrhaftig Liebender hat nur eine Liebe. Jemand, die viele liebt, steht am Ende alleine da.