Book VII, 37: On the Same (A statue of a Satyr is supposed to speak)

A. “This is the tomb of Sophocles which I, his holy servant, received from the Muses as a holy trust to guard. It was he who, taking me from Phlius where I was carved of holly-oak and still trod the tribulum, wrought me into a creature of gold and clothed me in fine purple. On his death I ceased from the dance and rested my light foot here.” B. “Blessed art thou, how excellent thy post! And the mask of a girl in thy hand with shaven hair as of a mourner, from what play is she?” A. “Say Antigone if thou wilt, or say Electra; in either case thou art not wrong, for both are supreme.”