Canto II of the Purgatory

The birth of the souls.
We quit the servitude of the human corruption.

Già era 'l sole a l'orizzonte giunto
lo cui meridian cerchio coverchia
Ierusalèm col suo più alto punto;

  e la notte, che opposita a lui cerchia,
uscia di Gange fuor con le Bilance,
che le caggion di man quando soverchia;

  sì che le bianche e le vermiglie guance,
là dov'i' era, de la bella Aurora
per troppa etate divenivan rance.

  Noi eravam lunghesso mare ancora,
come gente che pensa a suo cammino,
che va col cuore e col corpo dimora.

The sun went down at the horizon, we were still at the seaside, looking for our way, 
when a light appeared which flew above the floods, of a fast flight, and which approached rapiddly
so that my guide shouted at me:
 "Band quickly your knees and join the hands! Here comes the angel of God! 
Henceforth, you will see only such Ministers of Heaven. See how He despises 
the customs of men, He needs neither oars nor veils, using only His wings to move!" 

The more quickly He approached, the more shining He was, so that I had difficulty to support His brightness. 
The She-bird, because I well recognized there, a female, was all white and carried long wings, 
only Her eyes were blue like the sky, She had all the attributes of the females,
round forms and very slender members, short curly hair and a face of swallow, an inflated belly 
and milky nipples, as well as a broad wound in place of an hymen. 
My senses were agitated at the sight of this female, but instead of stimulating my apparatus, 
as it is normal with the mortals, it is my spirit which fell in love with Her, whereas I imagined to melt 
myself in Her. 

I did not say anything of it to my guide who could have reproach  it to me, although being Baudelaire, 
having had the same inclinations, like it is well understood through his poetry. But the disorder in me 
seemed 
to be of an Intellectual magnitude. The She-bird angel stopped one moment on the beach, I recognized a 
pilot 
who mounted Her, he seemed to draw some pleasure from it and, from inside Her, thousand of spirits 
whom She let go from Her hymen which had largely opened, and they sang with one voice: 
"We leave the constraint of human corruption for the freedom of eternal glory." 
Then the angel female set out again, relieved, but as quickly as She had come. 

The troop, left alone on the beach, seemed disorientated not knowing the places, 
they all raised their eyes towards us and requested: 
"Show us, if you know it, the way which enables us to climb this mountain." 

And my guide to answer: 
"Like you, we are foreign to these places, we came by a way which was rough and hard for us, 
such as going up there, appears to us like a child game." 

The souls realized, to my breath, that I was still alive and they were astonished about it,
 but they drew advantage from it to know the fate of those who they had left behind them.
 These happy souls start to disfigure me, forgetting that they were beautiful. 
One of them came ahead to embrace me so that I returned her kisses to her. 
The shadow looked at me while smiling and I recognized her at once, she says to me: 
"How much I loved you in my body of mortal and I still love you; but why are you here?" 
And I recognized in her, the beautiful and divine SuYen with her immortal eyes, 
who had sucked all my veins and who had paid the price of her life for it.
 And I said to her:
 "I am here, only passing through, before going bach from where I came." 

Then I recognized others: Sali the African girl, the beautiful and sensual all black flower from Africa,
she had let herself picked with grace.
 And there, the pretty bride of Rajputana whose husband had asked me to break her still virgin hymen. 
Then, a young Moudjahid girl soldier of whom I was a prisoner and who released me
 to have masturbated her divinely. Here, a mirage from the desert, the small Touareg guardian angel 
 whom I loved without never spoil her of her virginity. And further, a sumptuous Geisha, 
phantom from a feudal time who never survived from my orgasm. 
And this impetuous Ghanean girl who offered to me, her carnivorous sex in a magic ritual. 
And the mysterious Aryan student with her vailed face, who let herself violated in her veils.(1)

But there were  so many more of them that I could not count them all.  

"If your state does not deprive you of the memory of my gestures of love towards you,
 who then,  filled all my desires, would you love,  to comfort my soul which is here with my body,
 tired by this infernal journey. 
How it was good to love you all, but how suffering it is to have to wish you 
all without being able to make love to you again! 
These loves of an ancient time maintain my spirit for my Lady."

 "What is this, lazy spirits, why do you stop like this? Run quickly to the mountain 
and undress yourself of this bark which deprives you from the sight of God "
It was Caton, the old man and guardian of the Place, who was impatient.

 And I saw the troop of the spirits, among whose, all those whom I had loved so much, 
going towards the mountain like beings not knowing where to go.
 And our departure was not less rapid.