As I was reading Chaucer's _Canterbury Tales_, I was amazed at realising how two lines in the Monk's description in the prologue actually reminded me about Prufrock:
And, for to festne his hood under his chin,
He had of gold y-wrought a curious pin.
Now then,

My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,

My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin—

sounds much like it to me, though Prufrock's pin is neither curious nor made of gold...

Sara --