A Poem of Properz (Typos corrected)

Being not too familiar with the Ancient Literature. Having read stories from Ancient Mythology as a child, then while learning Latin as an adult, read some Cicero, Catull and Ovid. Read also some Greek dramas in translation. Never read Propertius. Catull doesn't appeal much to me, too much vitriol. But Ovid is so poetic! And the world of Horace is so foreign to me. Bought the whole collection of the poems of Propertius on my birthday, that is three months ago, and start to read it today. The beauty of them takes instantly possession of me.

There is one of them I like especially: (the verses being elegiac couplets, but have not figured out how to type them in the correct format on the blog)

Book I, XIV
Tu licet abiectus Tiberina molliter unda
Lesbia Mentoreo vina bibas opere,
et modo tam celeres mireris currere lintres
et modo tam tardas funibus ire ratis;
et nemus omne satas ut tendat vertice silvas,
urgetur quantis Caucasus arboribus;
non tamen ista meo valeant contendere amori:
nescit Amor magnis cedere divitiis.
nam sive optatam mecum trahit illa quietem,
seu facili totum ducit amore diem,
tum mihi Pactoli veinut sub tecta liquores,
et legitur Rubris gemma sub aequoribus;
tum mihi cessuros spondent mea gaudia reges:
quae maneant, dum me fata perire volent!
nam quis divitiis adverso gaudet Amore?
nulla mihi tristi praemia sint Venere!
illa potest magnas heroum infringere vires,
illa etiam duris mentibus esse dolor:
illa neque Arabium metuit transcendere limen
nec timet ostrino, Tulle, subire toro,
et miserum toto iuvenem versare cubili:
quid relevant variis serica texilibus?
quae mihi dum placata aderit, non ulla verebor
regna vel Alcinoi munera despicere.