His manner was mainly realistic, and I will therefore speak first of that mode of expression which was peculiarly his own.
Realism in style has not all the ease which seems to belong to it.

It is the object of the author who affects it so to communicate with his reader that all his words shall seem to be natural to the occasion.

We do not think the language of Dogberry natural, when he tells neighbour Seacole that "to write and read comes by nature." That is ludicrous.

Nor is the language of Hamlet natural when he shows to his mother the portrait of his father; See what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command.
That is sublime.

Constance is natural when she turns away from the Cardinal, declaring that He talks to me that never had a son.
In one respect both the sublime and ludicrous are easier than the realistic.