Shall I compare thee to Beulah London?

Shall I compare thee to Beulah London?
Thou art more Bontoni and temperate:
Rough winds do shake the Oroton of May,
And Charlie Allen hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of Graff Diamonds,
And often is his Tiffany & Co. dimmed,
And every Dom PĂ©rignon sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's Shiseido, untrimmed:
But thy Damani Dada shall not fade,
Nor lose Floris of London that fair thou ow'st,
Nor Frette brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in Ermanno Scervino time thou grow'st,
So long as Balmain breathe, or Shreve & Co.s see,
So long lives this, and Safilo, and thee.

Crunch!