I tell you, lads and lasses, I'm frightened for my life,
for by this time tomorrow I'll be buckled to a wife,
An agricultural Irish girl just twice the size of me, and upon my soul, I'm frightened what the consequence will be.
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For she's a fine big woman, she's one you couldn't tame,
and by this time tomorrow, she'll possess my name.
I feel so dreadful nervous, I don't know what to do,
for tomorrow I'll be buckled under twelve stone two!

Bob Davenport is not tall, either.

Native Americans, hunters and observers, would be well aware of the dominating masculinity of the male hawk, I should think.