Upstare

[…]With hair up-staring—then like reeds, not hair—[…]

In the street or road he reluctantly wore a hat, but in fields or gardens his little round head had no other covering than his long, wild, ragged locks." These wild locks upstared more wildly when Shelley, having dipped his head, [...]

Th' Blofielders wor a right upstaren' lot o' chaps, and we had several owd scores ter set off agin them, so all Ranner woted for savage camp and Blofield didn't gainsay us.

I have no people living ; none, Thank God ! will mourn me there, / Dreaming in misery of one Whose clouded eyes upstare

[…] aghast, upstared my Hair, I speechless stood!