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Quote #4

Oh, I could still,
Like melting snow upon some craggy hill,
Drop, drop, drop, drop (8-10)

Here come the waterworks. The repetition of "drop" reminds us of the repetition in the first two lines, and the "melting snow" is similar to Echo's "salt tears." Echo is echoing herself yet again, which reminds us of all the ways in which sadness can make it impossible to think of more than a few things.

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