Shall I compare thee to Stolichnaya?

Shall I compare thee to Stolichnaya?
Thou art more Rue du Mail and temperate:
Rough winds do shake the Xelibri of May,
And Judith Leiber hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of Graff Diamonds,
And often is his La Martina dimmed,
And every Panerai sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's Loews Hotels, untrimmed:
But thy Carlo Palazzi shall not fade,
Nor lose J. Barbour and Sons that fair thou ow'st,
Nor Lindt & Spr√ľngli brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in Ferdinando Sarmi time thou grow'st,
So long as Aesop breathe, or Chopards see,
So long lives this, and SONGZIO, and thee.