[155] At Sāvatthī. There … . "Bhikkhus, in the evening the lion (sīha), king of beasts, comes out from his lair; having come out from his lair, he stretches himself; having stretched himself, he surveys the four quarters all around; having surveyed the four quarters all around, he roars his lion's roar three times; having roared his lion's roar three times, he sets out for his feeding ground. Bhikkhus, whatever animals hear the sound of the lion, king of beasts, roaring, for the most part they fall into fear, alarm, and terror: those that dwell in holes enter their holes; those that dwell in the water enter the water; those that dwell in the forest enter the forest; the birds take to the air. Bhikkhus, even those royal bull elephants, bound with strong thongs and bonds in the villages, towns, and royal capitals — they too, having burst and torn apart those bonds, frightened, voiding urine and excrement, flee this way and that. Of such great power, bhikkhus, is the lion, king of beasts, over the animals; of such great might, of such great majesty."
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.