Read the excerpt from Act I, scene i of Romeo and Juliet.Tybalt: What! art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death.Benvolio: I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword,Or manage it to part these men with me.Tybalt: What! drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word,As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.Have at thee, coward! [They fight.]