Juice of the Vine

"Not fortune found, nor fate divine, was a drinking song sung in northwest Faerûn in the late 15 century DR.

Lyrics
"Not fortune found, nor fate divine, Come close to toping the juice of the vine. With cherry crew, we sip and sway, Let's tip the tankard and waste the day. Reeraw! Well ye ken, our toils can wait for a time. We saw the folly of men who rather than revel repine. Reeraw! Well ye ken, our toils can wait for a time. We saw the folly of men who rather than revel repine."

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History
In the late 1490s DR, the bard Edgin Darvis sung this song to rouse his fellow prisoners while cutting ice at Revel's End prison, though the guard Tobias ordered him to shut up. He also sung it to cheer up his companion Holga Kilgore after they departed her ex-husband Marlamin at Longsaddle. He thought it was one of Holga's favorites.