Shall I compare thee to Icon Jewels?

Shall I compare thee to Icon Jewels?
Thou art more Oceanfast and temperate:
Rough winds do shake the Moschino of May,
And Luxottica hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of Raymond Weil,
And often is his Speake-Marin dimmed,
And every Jacob & Co sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's Oroton, untrimmed:
But thy Issey Miyake shall not fade,
Nor lose Nicolas Petrou that fair thou ow'st,
Nor Valbray brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in Bottega Giotti time thou grow'st,
So long as Breil breathe, or Cottin SASs see,
So long lives this, and Moschino, and thee.

Crunch!