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All your better deedsShall be in water writ, but this in marble.
— Deeds
All your better deedsShall be in water writ, but this in marble.
For now the field is not far offOf deeds, not words.
Your great deeds are unparallelled, your magnificence is praised! Young woman, Inana, your praise is sweet!
That swarm of ants that I observed, each one following the one ahead, have every one been Indra in the world of the gods by virtue of their own past action. And now, by virtue of their deeds done in the past, they have gradually fallen to the state of ants.
We are our own fates. Our own deedsBut men's actions.
See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds,With joy and love triumphing.
Nor think thou with windThou canst not.
I on the other sideThe deeds themselves, though mute, spoke loud the doer.
From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,Is good without a name.
He covets lessTo spend the time to end it.
I never sawBut beggary and poor looks.
There shall be doneA deed of dreadful note.
A deed without a name.
The flighty purpose never is o'ertook,Unless the deed go with it.
Unnatural deedsTo their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.
How far that little candle throws his beams!So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
O, would the deed were good!Says that this deed is chronicled in hell.
They look into the beauty of thy mind,And that, in guess, they measure by thy deeds.
I give thee thanks in part of thy deserts,And will with deeds requite thy gentleness.
Go in, and cheer the town; we'll forth and fight;Do deeds worth praise and tell you them at night.
One good deed dying tonguelessOur praises are our wages.
You must take the will for the deed.
Who doth right deedsIs twice born, and who doeth ill deeds vile.
We have left undone those things which we ought to have done; and we have done those things which we ought not to have done.
To be nameless in worthy deeds, exceeds an infamous history.
Little deeds of kindness, little words of love,Make our earth an Eden like the heaven above.
His deedes inimitable, like the SeaNor prints of Precedent for poore men's facts.
So our livesMatter for virtuous Deedes, by which wee live.
Whatever is worth doing at all is worth doing well.
The will for the deed.
This is the Thing that I was born to do.
Deeds are males, words females are.
I worked for men," my Lord will say, "As you traveled along the King's highway?
Thy Will for Deed I do accept.
Our deeds still travel with us from afar.And what we have been makes us what we are.
Things of to-day?Deeds which are harvest for Eternity!
Go put your creed into your deed,Nor speak with double tongue.
Did nothing in particular,And did it very well.
For as one star another far exceeds,So souls in heaven are placèd by their deeds.
If thou do ill, the joy fades, not the pains.If well, the pain doth fade, the joy remains.
My hour at last has come;Of which mankind shall hear in after time.
Oh! 'tis easyThere lies the self-denial.
When a man dies they who survive him ask what property he has left behind. The angel who bends over the dying man asks what good deeds he has sent before him.
But the good deed, through the ages Unconsumed by moth or rust.
For men use, if they have an evil tourne, to write it in marble; and whoso doth us a good tourne we write it in duste.
Actis ævum implet, non segnibus annis.
The deed I intend is great,But what, as yet, I know not.
Dictis facta suppetant.
We'll take the good-will for the deed.
Your deeds are known,In words that kindle glory from the stone.
You do the deeds,And your ungodly deeds find me the words.
