Enscarf

and a fairy grace Enscarfs her, as a cloud the young May moon,— And melody hath joined with golden clasps, Her thoughts to sweetest words!

Thy brilliant hopes enscarf'd in sorrow's night.

I have never possessed one of the more pictorial neckties favoured by the barrow-boy who has also ambitions to be a buck, bean, or blade. But, if I did enscarf myself so, I should be happy to be called fantoosh.