| Quote #1
Slow, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears;
Maestro Echo asks the "fresh fount" to "keep time" with her "tears." Could her tears be making music? Could nature be singing along? It sure seems like it.
| Quote #2
List to the heavy part the music bears (3)
The lines tell us that the "heavy part" – the sad part – is borne by the music. What's weird here is that it's not Echo who's sad. It's her song. She's blaming it on the music.
| Quote #3
Woe weeps out her division when she sings (4)
The word "sings" rhymes with "springs" in the second line, which draws a connection between the art of singing and rebirth. Maybe, just maybe, singing is the key to ending sadness and other bad things.