Mow Cop and Scholar Green railway station was a station on the North Staffordshire Railway between Stoke-on-Trent and Congleton. It served the village of Mow Cop.
The station was opened by the North Staffordshire Railway on 9 October 1848. The station closed in 1964 and was immortalised in that year in the song "Slow Train" by Flanders and Swann. The signal box survived in use until 2002, and is now preserved privately in the village.
| Preceding station | Historical railways | Following station | ||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Congleton Line and station open | North Staffordshire Railway Macclesfield to Stoke Line | Kidsgrove Line and station open | ||
| North Staffordshire Railway Potteries Loop Line | Kidsgrove Liverpool Road Line and station closed |
Famous quotes containing the words mow, scholar, green, railway and/or station:
“The more you mow us down, the more numerous we grow; the blood of Christians is seed.”
—Tertullian (c. 150–230)
“Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation;
Into the school where the scholar is studying;
Leave not the bridegroom quiet—no happiness must he have now with his bride;
Nor the peaceful farmer any peace, plough his field or gathering his
grain;
So fierce you whirr and pound, you drums—so shrill you bugles blow.”
—Walt Whitman (1819–1892)
“Hats have never at all been one of the vexing problems of my life, but, indifferent as I am, these render me speechless. I should think a well-taught and tasteful American milliner would go mad in England, and eventually hang herself with bolts of green and scarlet ribbon—the favorite colour combination in Liverpool.”
—Willa Cather (1876–1947)
“Her personality had an architectonic quality; I think of her when I see some of the great London railway termini, especially St. Pancras, with its soot and turrets, and she overshadowed her own daughters, whom she did not understand—my mother, who liked things to be nice; my dotty aunt. But my mother had not the strength to put even some physical distance between them, let alone keep the old monster at emotional arm’s length.”
—Angela Carter (1940–1992)
“Say first, of God above, or Man below,
What can we reason, but from what we know?
Of Man what see we, but his station here,
From which to reason, or to which refer?
Thro’ worlds unnumber’d tho’ the God be known,
‘Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
”
—Alexander Pope (1688–1744)