Quotation from: The Arrow of Gold

Written by: Joseph Conrad

"'Oh bells of my native village,
I am going away . . . good-bye!'

He had a good voice. When the last note had floated away I
remounted, but there was a charm in the spot, something particular
and individual because while we were looking at it before turning
our horses' heads away the singer said: 'I wonder what is the name
of this place,' and the other man remarked: 'Why, there is no
village here,' and the first one insisted: 'No, I mean this spot,
this very place.' The wounded trooper decided that it had no name
probably. But he was wrong. It had a name. The hill, or the
rock, or the wood, or the whole had a name. I heard of it by
chance later. It was--Lastaola."