Gruesomeness of John’s beheading

Ambrose wrote very descriptively,

Look, most savage king, at the spectacle of your feast. Stretch out your right hand and see the streams of holy blood pouring down between your fingers. Nothing is lacking in your cruelty. The hunger for such unheard-of cruelty could not be satisfied by banquets, or the thirst by goblets. So as you drink the blood pouring from the still flowing veins of the cut-off head, behold those eyes. Even in death those eyes are the witnesses of your crime. Turning away from the sight of the delicacies. The eyes are closing, not so much owing to death as to the horror of excess. That bloodless golden mouth, whose sentence you could not endure, is silent and yet is still dreaded. Meanwhile the tongue, which even after death is apt to observe its duty as when living, continues to condemn the incest with trembling motion.