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if nothing less could prevent them from soaring upwards and over
the roofs。 The least puff of wind stealing round the corners of
the dock buildings stirs these captives fettered to rigid shores。
It is as if the soul of a ship were impatient of confinement。
Those masted hulls； relieved of their cargo； become restless at the
slightest hint of the wind's freedom。 However tightly moored； they
range a little at their berths； swaying imperceptibly the spire…
like assemblages of cordage and spars。 You can detect their
impatience by watching the sway of the mastheads against the
motionless； the soulless gravity of mortar and stones。 As you pass
alongside each hopeless prisoner chained to the quay； the slight
grinding noise of the wooden fenders makes a sound of angry
muttering。 But； after all； it may be good for ships to go through
a period of restraint and repose； as the restraint and self…
communion of inactivity may be good for an unruly soul … not；
indeed； that I mean to say that ships are unruly； on the contrary；
they are faithful creatures； as so many men can testify。 And
faithfulness is a great restraint； the strongest bond laid upon the
self…will of men and ships on this globe of land and sea。
This interval of bondage in the docks rounds each period of a
ship's life with the sense of accomplished duty； of an effectively
played part in the work of the world。 The dock is the scene of
what the world would think the most serious part in the light；
bounding； swaying life of a ship。 But there are docks and docks。
The ugliness of some docks is appalling。 Wild horses would not
drag from me the name of a certain river in the north whose narrow
estuary is inhospitable and dangerous； and whose docks are like a
nightmare of dreariness and misery。 Their dismal shores are
studded thickly with scaffold…like； enormous timber structures；
whose lofty heads are veiled periodically by the infernal gritty
night of a cloud of coal…dust。 The most important ingredient for
getting the world's work along is distributed there under the
circumstances of the greatest cruelty meted out to helpless ships。
Shut up in the desolate circuit of these basins； you would think a
free ship would droop and die like a wild bird put into a dirty
cage。 But a ship； perhaps because of her faithfulness to men； will
endure an extraordinary lot of ill…usage。 Still； I have seen ships
issue from certain docks like half…dead prisoners from a dungeon；
bedraggled； overcome； wholly disguised in dirt； and with their men
rolling white eyeballs in black and worried faces raised to a
heaven which； in its smoky and soiled aspect； seemed to reflect the
sordidness of the earth below。 One thing； however； may be said for
the docks of the Port of London on both sides of the river： for
all the complaints of their insufficient equipment； of their
obsolete rules； of failure （they say） in the matter of quick
despatch； no ship need ever issue from their gates in a half…
fainting condition。 London is a general cargo port； as is only
proper for the greatest capital of the world to be。 General cargo
ports belong to the aristocracy of the earth's trading places； and
in that aristocracy London； as it is its way； has a unique
physiognomy。
The absence of picturesqueness cannot be laid to the charge of the
docks opening into the Thames。 For all my unkind comparisons to
swans and backyards； it cannot be denied that each dock or group of
docks along the north side of the river has its own individual
attractiveness。 Beginning with the cosy little St。 Katherine's
Dock； lying overshadowed and black like a quiet pool amongst rocky
crags； through the venerable and sympathetic London Docks； with not
a single line of rails in the whole of their area and the aroma of
spices lingering between its warehouses； with their far…famed wine…
cellars … down through the interesting group of West India Docks；
the fine docks at Blackwall； on past the Galleons Reach entrance of
the Victoria and Albert Docks； right down to the vast gloom of the
great basins in Tilbury； each of those places of restraint for
ships has its own peculiar physiognomy； its own expression。 And
what makes them unique and attractive is their common trait of
being romantic in their usefulness。
In their way they are as romantic as the river they serve is unlike
all the other commercial streams of the world。 The cosiness of the
St。 Katherine's Dock； the old…world air of the London Docks； remain
impressed upon the memory。 The docks down the river； abreast of
Woolwich； are imposing by their proportions and the vast scale of
the ugliness that forms their surroundings … ugliness so
picturesque as to become a delight to the eye。 When one talks of
the Thames docks； 〃beauty〃 is a vain word； but romance has lived
too long upon this river not to have thrown a mantle of glamour
upon its banks。
The antiquity of the port appeals to the imagination by the long
chain of adventurous enterprises that had their inception in the
town and floated out into the world on the waters of the river。
Even the newest of the docks； the Tilbury Dock； shares in the
glamour conferred by historical associations。 Queen Elizabeth has
made one of her progresses down there； not one of her journeys of
pomp and ceremony； but an anxious business progress at a crisis of
national history。 The menace of that time has passed away； and now
Tilbury is known by its docks。 These are very modern； but their
remoteness and isolation upon the Essex marsh； the days of failure
attending their creation； invested them with a romantic air。
Nothing in those days could have been more striking than the vast；
empty basins； surrounded by miles of bare quays and the ranges of
cargo…sheds； where two or three ships seemed lost like bewitched
children in a forest of gaunt； hydraulic cranes。 One received a
wonderful impression of utter abandonment； of wasted efficiency。
From the first the Tilbury Docks were very efficient and ready for
their task； but they had come； perhaps； too soon into the field。 A
great future lies before Tilbury Docks。 They shall never fill a
long…felt want （in the sacramental phrase that is applied to
railways； tunnels； newspapers； and new editions of books）。 They
were too early in the field。 The want shall never be felt because；
free of the trammels of the tide； easy of access； magnificent and
desolate； they are already there； prepared to take and keep the
biggest ships that float upon the sea。 They are worthy of the
oldest river port in the world。
And； truth to say； for all the criticisms flung upon the heads of
the dock companies； the other docks of the Thames are no disgrace
to the town with a population greater than th