Come thou to this our song of praise, to the libation poured for thee Drink of it like a stag athirst.
Rigveda 1.16.5
When he unbars the spaces of the mountains, and quickens with his floods the water-torrents, He finds in lair the buffalo and wild-ox when the wise lead him on to vigorous exploit.
Rigveda 4.21.8
Let us declare aloud the name of Ghṛta, and at this sacrifice hold it up with homage. So let the Brahman hear the praise we utter. This hath the four-horned Buffalo emitted.
Rigveda 4.58.2
O Aśvins, like a pair of deer, like two wild cattle to the mead: Fly hither like two swans unto the juice we shed.
Rigveda 5.78.2
Like the wild cattle thirsty for the lightning, Heroes, come nigh this day to our libations. Men call on you with hymns in many places, but let not other worshippers detain you.
Rigveda 7.69.6
The juice of Soma thus diffused, sweet to the taste, the bright cows drink, Who for the sake of splendour close to mighty Indra's side rejoice, good in their own supremacy.
Rigveda 1.84.10
In the stream's wave wise Soma dwells, distilling rapture, in his seat, Resting upon a wiId-cow's hide.
