Mantrabrahmana 1.8

May Bhava and Indra of all-encompassing valor
protect these [cows] of mine.
O Pūṣan, turn them back;
may they come unlost to our home.

May these sweet ones, unlost,
together with their milk,
the cows, mothers of clarified butter—
may they be more numerous here for me.

You are the cohesive bond of the cows;
may the cows adhere to me.

O gatherer, gather together
the cattle that are born of mine.
May Pūṣan bestow protection upon them,
so that they may return alive.

You are the world, thousandfold;
Sṛma gave you to Indra,
uninjured, unharmed, bringing refreshing food.

You are the nourishing of cows; you have power over the nourishing of cows; for the nourishing of cows [I take] you.
You are the nourishing of thousands; you have power over the nourishing of thousands; for the nourishing of thousands [I take] you.

With the red axe,
a pair has been made on their ears.
On however many of you
I have made a mark this year,
on ever more and more of you
may I do so in each succeeding year.

This tether, the mother of cows,
the home for those with calves:
rich in milk, may she yield milk for us
in each succeeding year.