Mole (animal)

"If you would keep your soul From spotted sight or sound, Live like the velvet mole: Go burrow underground.And there hold intercourse With roots of trees and stones, With rivers at their source, And disembodied bones."

"For like a mole I journey in the dark, A-travelling along the underground From my Pillar'd Halls and broad Suburbean Park, To come the daily dull official round; And home again at night with my pipe all alight, A-scheming how to count ten bob a pound."

"Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;"