Gilded sculptures of Avalokitesvara and the Four Heavenly Kings. Japan, Nanboku-chō period, 14th century.

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Gilded sculptures of Avalokitesvara and the Four Heavenly Kings. Japan, Nanboku-chō period, 14th century.
Kasuga Deer Mandala, 14th c., Kamakura Period, Nara National Museum
I need to dig up the sources and find more but I've really been getting into 14th century archeresses lately
Mice and the Cat, Ubayd Zakani
Mice and the Cat | ascribed to Ubayd Zakani, born in the late 14th century - one of the earliest known children's books in Persian
Arbor cognationis spiritualis (Spiritual tree of bonds), 14th Century, from L'arbre: Histoire naturelle et symbolique de l'arbre
Geoffrey Chaucer (ca. 1343-1400) from 'The Parliament of Fowls'
A garden saw I, full of blossomy boughs Upon a river, in a green mead, There as sweetness evermore enough is, With flowers white, blue, yellow, and red, And cold well-streams, nothing dead, That swimming full of small fishes light, With fins red and scales silver bright.
On every bough the birds heard I sing, With voice of angels in their harmony; Some busied themselves birds forth to bring; The little coneys to here play did hie. And further all about I could see The dread filled roe, the buck, the hart and hind, Squirrels, and beasts small of gentle kind.
Of instruments of strings in accord Heard I so play a ravishing sweetness, That God, that maker is of all and lord, Had heard never better, as I guess. Therewith a wind, scarcely it might be less, Made in the leaves green a noise soft Accordant to the fowls' song aloft.
Th'air of that place so a-temperate was That never was grievance of hot nor cold. There wax also every wholesome spice and grass; No man may there wax sick nor old; Yet was there joy more a thousandfold Than man can tell; never would it be night, But always clear day to any man's sight.