You Will Hear Thunder. Anna Akhmatova

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      You Will Hear Thunder

       Anna Akhmatova

      Also translated by D.M. Thomas

      Alexander Pushkin: The Bronze Horseman (Selected Poems)

      You Will Hear Thunder

       Akhmatova : Poems

      Translated by D.M. Thomas

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      Requiem and Poem without a Hero first published in England 1976 by Elek Books Limited, London

      Way of all the Earth first published in England 1979 by Martin Secker & Warburg Limited

      This edition first published in England 1985 by Martin Secker & Warburg Limited

      Published in the United States of America 1985 by Ohio University Press, Athens, Ohio

      Translation copyright © D. M. Thomas, 1976, 1979, 1985

      ISBN 978-0-8040-1191-4 pbk

      Library of Congress Catalog Card Number 84-062245

       Contents

       Acknowledgements

       Introduction

       from Evening

       ‘The pillow hot . . .’

       Reading Hamlet

       Evening Room

       ‘I have written down the words . . .’

       ‘Memory of sun seeps from the heart . . .’

       Song of the Last Meeting

       ‘He loved three things alone . . .’

       Imitation of Annensky

       ‘I came here in idleness . . .’

       White Night

       Legend on an Unfinished Portrait

       from Rosary

       ‘I have come to take your place, sister . . .’

       ‘It goes on without end . . .’

       ‘We’re all drunkards here . . .’

       A Ride

       ‘Nobody came to meet me . . .’

       ‘So many requests . . .’

       The Voice of Memory

       8 November 1913

       ‘Blue heaven, but the high . . .’

       ‘Do you forgive me . . .’

       The Guest

       ‘I won’t beg for your love . . .’

       ‘I came to him as a guest . . .’

       By the Seashore

       from White Flock

       Loneliness

       ‘How can you look at the Neva . . .’

       ‘The road is black . . .’

       Flight

       ‘I don’t know if you’re alive or dead . . .’

       ‘There is a frontier-line . . .’

       ‘Freshness of words . . .’

       ‘Under an empty dwelling’s frozen roof . . .’

       ‘The churchyard’s quiet . . .’

       ‘Neither by cart nor boat . . .’

       ‘Lying in me . . .’

       ‘O there are words . . .’

       from Plantain

       ‘Now farewell, capital . . .’

       ‘I hear the oriole’s always grieving voice . . .’

       ‘Now no-one will be listening to songs . . .’

       ‘The cuckoo I asked . . .’

       ‘Why is our century worse than any other? . . .’

       from Anno Domini

       ‘Everything is looted . . .’

       ‘They wiped your slate . . .’

       Bezhetsk

       ‘To earthly solace . . .’

       ‘I’m not of those who left . . .’

       ‘Blows the swan wind . . .’

       ‘To fall ill as one should . . .’

       ‘Behind the lake . . .’

       Rachel

       Lot’s Wife

       from Reed

       Muse

       To an Artist

       The Last Toast

* ‘Dust smells of a sun-ray . . .’

       ‘Some gaze into tender faces . . .’

       Boris Pasternak

       Voronezh

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