Shakespeare V the Beatles 'Girl'

With great respect to "Girl" by the Beatles, heretofore is my Shakespearean take, in which I have tried to retain the cadence, so you can sing along. The Beatles lyric appears first, for comparison : Is there anybody going to listen to my story All about the girl who came to stay? She's the kind of girl You want so much it makes you sorry Still you don't regret a single day Ah, girl, girl, girl When I think of all the times I tried so hard to leave her She will turn to me and start to cry And she promises the earth to me And I believe her After all this time I don't know why Ah, girl, girl, girl Should’st a single soul there be unto my tale would hearken mere the maiden who abode with me so content mine heart for aught though mine physic wast heavy chide my humour not ‘twixt dawn and dusk. Ah, wench, wench, wench. Thinketh well upon the times I fancy hie me thither o’erwrought she wafteth glassy-eyed when the globe to me she warrants I attend her purpose truth, for aye, I comprehendeth not. Ah, wench, wench, wench. 19th August 2015