If one good deed in all my life I did,I do repent it from my very soul.

Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.

One good deed dying tongueless slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.

So shines a good deed in a weary world.

How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags! What is't you do? A deed without a name