In his right hand he holds a cup, lifting it to drink, and gazing at it like one who takes delight in that liquor, of which he was the first discoverer.

For this reason, too, the sculptor has wreathed his head with vine-tendrils.

On his left arm hangs a tiger-skin, the beast dedicated to Bacchus, as being very partial to the grape.

Here the artist chose rather to introduce the skin than the animal itself, in order to hint that sensual indulgence in the pleasure of the grape-juice leads at last to loss of life.

With the hand of this arm he holds a bunch of grapes, which a little satyr, crouched below him, is eating on the sly with glad and eager gestures.