Hollin, Green Hollin
Emily Portman sang Hollin in 2012 on her CD Hatchling. She commented in her liner notes:
An ode to the joys of wild living. I found the first few verses in [Boulton-MacLeod's] Songs of the North Vol. I. No melody was given, so here's an offering of my own with some new verses [4-6] about a nightingale. This one's for my parents and stepparents who fostered in me a love of nature and granted me the freedom to roam unseen with a penknife.
Emily Portman sings Hollin
Alone in greenwood must I roam,
Hollin, green hollin;
A shade of green leaves is my home,
Birk and green hollin.
Where none is seen but boundless green,
And spots of far blue sky between.
A weary head a pillow finds,
Where leaves fall green in summer winds.
Beyond there sits a nightingale,
She loves me with her merry tale.
She sings, once I had no tongue to tell
But now I echo through the dale.
And when the green leaves fade and fall
Into a mossy bed I'll crawl.
It's enough for me, enough for me,
To live at large with liberty.