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deed

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The Ramayana

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Whose pure lips quaff with ever new delight The nectar-sea of deeds by Ráma done.†
Book 1

Led by the Lord who rules the sky, The Gods and heavenly saints drew nigh, And honoured him with worthy meed, Rejoicing in each glorious deed.†
Book 1

Whoe'er this noble poem reads That tells the tale of Ráma's deeds, Good as the Scriptures, he shall be From every sin and blemish free.†
Book 1

The fowler's impious deed distressed His gentle sympathetic breast, And while the curlew's sad cries rang Within his ears, the hermit sang: "No fame be thine for endless time, Because, base outcast, of thy crime, Whose cruel hand was fain to slay One of this gentle pair at play!"†
Book 1

There sate before Válmíki's eyes The Father of the earth and skies; But still the hermit's thoughts were bent On one thing only, all intent On that poor curlew's mournful fate Lamenting for her slaughtered mate; And still his lips, in absent mood, The verse that told his grief, renewed: "Woe to the fowler's impious hand That did the deed that folly planned; That could to needless death devote The curlew of the tuneful throat!"†
Book 1

Of all the deeds his arm has done Upon this earth, omit not one, And thus the noble life record Of that wise, brave, and virtuous lord.†
Book 1

In hundreds of such verses, sweet With equal lines and even feet, The saintly poet, lofty-souled, The glorious deeds of Ráma told.†
Book 1

…all their life, Ráma, his brother, and his wife: And Dasaratha and each queen At every time, in every scene: His people too, of every sort; The nobles of his princely court: Whate'er was said, whate'er decreed, Each time they sate each plan and deed: For holy thought and fervent rite Had so refined his keener sight That by his sanctity his view The present, past, and future knew, And he with mental eye could grasp, Like fruit within his fingers clasp, The life of Ráma, great and good,…†
Book 1

Those sages versed in holy lore Praised the sweet minstrels more and more: And wondered at the singers' skill, And the bard's verses sweeter still, Which laid so clear before the eye The glorious deeds of days gone by.†
Book 1

"These minstrels, blest with every sign That marks a high and princely line, In holy shades who dwell, Enshrined in Saint Válmíki's lay, A monument to live for aye, My deeds in song shall tell."†
Book 1

From them this glorious tale proceeds: The great Rámáyan tells their deeds.†
Book 1

There reigned a king of name revered, To country and to town endeared, Great Dasaratha, good and sage, Well read in Scripture's holy page: Upon his kingdom's weal intent, Mighty and brave and provident; The pride of old Ikshváku's seed For lofty thought and righteous deed.†
Book 1

If thou would do the righteous deed, And win high fame, thy virtue's meed, Fame that on earth shall last and live, To me, great King, thy Ráma give.†
Book 1

Thou, Raghu's son, so famous through The triple world as just and true, Perform thy bounden duty still, Nor stain thy race by deed of ill.†
Book 1

When in this land the God was freed From spot and stain of impious deed For that his own dear friend he slew, High transport thrilled his bosom through.†
Book 1

Go, Ráma, smite this monster dead, The wicked plague, of power so dread, And further by this deed of thine The good of Bráhmans and of kine.†
Book 1

Nor let compassion lead thy mind To shrink from blood of womankind; A monarch's son must ever count The people's welfare paramount, And whether pain or joy he deal Dare all things for his subjects' weal; Yea, if the deed bring praise or guilt, If life be saved or blood be spilt: Such, through all time, should be the care Of those a kingdom's weight who bear.†
Book 1

This deed of Ráma's boundless might Has filled our bosoms with delight, Now, for our will would have it so, To Raghu's son some favour show.†
Book 1

More fit recipient none can be Than he who joys it following thee; And for our sakes the monarch's seed Has yet to do a mighty deed."†
Book 1

And with foul heart and evil deed Thy sacrifice, great Saint, impede.†
Book 1

In glorious deeds each nerve they strained, And well their Warrior part sustained.†
Book 1

The pious king, with grief distressed, The noble hundred thus addressed: "With patience, daughters, bear your fate, Yours was a deed supremely great When with one mind you kept from shame The honour of your father's name.†
Book 1

The holy men on every side, "Well done! well done," with reverence cried; "The mighty men of Kusa's seed Were ever famed for righteous deed.†
Book 1

The hermit answered with a smile: "Then listen, son of Raghu, while My legendary tale proceeds To tell of high-souled Sagar's deeds.†
Book 1

But when no hope the king could see His kinsmen from their woe to free, The lord of men, by sickness tried, Obeyed the law of fate, and died; He left the kingdom to his son, And gained the heaven his deeds had won.†
Book 1

Moved by his words, the saintly man Visálá's ancient tale began: "List, Ráma, list, with closest heed The tale of Indra's wondrous deed, And mark me as I truly tell What here in ancient days befell.†
Book 1

With him to guide thy way aright, This sage invincible in might, This Bráhman sage, most glorious-bright, By long austerities has wrought A wondrous deed, exceeding thought: Thou knowest well, O strong of arm, This sure defence from scathe and harm.†
Book 1

Now listen, Prince, while I relate His lofty deeds and wondrous fate.†
Book 1

To us it seems a horrid deed, As 'twere on one's own flesh to feed."†
Book 1

He to the General Sire replied, Not sad, nor wholly satisfied: "When thou, O Brahmá, shalt declare The title, great beyond compare, Of Bráhman saint my worthy meed, Hard earned by many a holy deed, Then may I deem in sooth I hold Each sense of body well controlled."†
Book 1

Unrivalled thine ascetic deeds: Thy might, O Saint, all might exceeds.†
Book 1

And high my fate, that hither leads Vasish? ha, bright with holy deeds, Girt with these sages far-renowned, Like Indra with the Gods around.†
Book 1

There was a king whose deeds and worth Spread wide his name through heaven and earth, Nimi, most virtuous e'en from youth, The best of all who love the truth.†
Book 1

The breaking of the bow I knew From startled Gods conversing, through The airy regions, of thy deed, And hither came with swiftest speed.†
Book 1

The haughty challenge, undeterred The son of Dasaratha heard, And cried, while reverence for his sire Checked the full torrent of his ire: "Before this day have I been told The deed that stained thy hands of old.†
Book 1

He strove to win by glorious deed, Throned with the Gods, a priceless meed.†
Book 2

But human minds, too well I know, Will sudden changes undergo, And by their constant deeds alone The virtue of the good is shown.†
Book 2

Yea, Ráma Bharat's self exceeds In love to thee and sonlike deeds, And, for deserving love of thee, As Bharat, even so is he.†
Book 2

My deeds of old again recall, Nor let thy bond dishonoured fall.†
Book 2

O wicked traitress, fierce and vile, Who lovest deeds of sin and guile, What crime or grievance dost thou see, What fault in Ráma or in me?†
Book 2

Against his words when I rebel, Or fail to please the monarch well, When deeds of mine his soul offend, That hour I pray my life may end.†
Book 2

From death itself I would not fly My father's wish to gratify, What deed soe'er his loving son May do to please him, think it done.†
Book 2

The deeds of these and more beside.†
Book 2 *

The fruits of deeds in human life Make love, gain, duty, manifest, Dear when they meet as some fond wife With her sweet babes upon her breast.†
Book 2

How could Kaikeyí's purpose bring On me this pain and suffering, Were not her change of heart decreed By Fate whose will commands the deed?†
Book 2

What man, Sumitrá's darling, may Contend with Fate's resistless sway, Whose all-commanding power we find Our former deeds alone can bind?†
Book 2

Had they not long ago agreed, O Ráma, on this treacherous deed, That promised boon, so long retained, He erst had given and she had gained.†
Book 2

In every word and deed refrain From aught that Bharat's soul may pain: He is Ayodhyá's king and mine, The head and lord of all our line.†
Book 2

My lord, the mother, sire, and son Receive their lots by merit won; The brother and the daughter find The portions to their deeds assigned.†
Book 2

It were a deed unkindly done To banish e'en a worthless son: But what, when his pure life has gained The hearts of all, by love enchained?†
Book 2

Definition:

(meaning too common or rare to warrant focus)
More commonly, deed refers to a notable achievement --as in "She did a good deed."

deed in The Ramayana

deed

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The Ramayana