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Alison LAUREN DiLaurentis

We’ve been told that Lauren is a HUGE clue. Well, it is…googled Lauren’s name meaning and it went from there. Enjoy!

"Lauren may be a given name or surname. The name’s meaning may be "Laurel tree". "

"LAUREL TREE
Symbolism, Imagery, Allegory
Trees always save the day. As you probably know by now, at the end of the story Daphne’s father Peneus decides the best way to save his daughter from love-crazy Apollo is to transform her into a laurel tree. (We’re not quite sure what his reasoning is on this one, but apparently it made sense to the ancient Greeks.)

Apollo feels like crap about how it all went down, so he “honors” Daphne by making the laurel his sacred tree. He also gives the tree some of his own eternal youth to make it an evergreen. So, even though Daphne is the one who turns into the tree, the laurel ends up being a symbol of Apollo himself. The god is often depicted in art as wearing a wreath of laurel, and his lyre and bow are usually decorated with laurel leaves.

Because the laurel was considered sacred to Apollo, wreaths of its leaves were used to decorate the winners of the Pythian Games, which were held in honor of Apollo at Delphi. It was kind of like being awarded a gold medal. Using laurel wreaths as badges of honor spread from there to the Olympic Games, and the practice was eventually picked up by the Romans. You’ve probably seen a picture of some random Roman or Italian dude with leaves wrapped around his head, right? (Don’t know what we’re talking about? Check out the great poets Dante and Ovid.) Well, those are probably laurel leaves; they were used to honor someone after a victory or great accomplishment of some kind.”

"APOLLO AND DAPHNE
In a Nutshell
Have you ever fallen desperately, madly in love with somebody?
Have you known someone who has gone totally love crazy?
Have you ever been turned into a tree?
We’re guessing the answer to at least one of these questions is yes. It’s not just ducks and gorillas that spend a ton of time hunting for a mate – humans do, too. And sometimes, when the right person comes along, we go completely berserk.

The myth of “Apollo and Daphne” is proof positive that the ancient Greeks weren’t any different than we are today. When Apollo is struck by Cupid’s arrow, he goes crazy over a hot young nymph named Daphne. If only they’d had Match.com back then, maybe he could’ve figured out before chasing her all over the place that they just weren’t meant to be. Of course, when Cupid strikes, no amount of Internet matchmaking advice can ever really stand in the way.

Roman poet Ovid wrote down many Greco-Roman myths, including the story of “Apollo and Daphne” in his epic poem called The Metamorphoses.
In Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream, two gals and two guys fall in and out of love with the help of a magic love potion. Just like in the story of “Apollo and Daphne,” love makes people go crazy and wreaks havoc on their lives. Shakespeare even name-checks Apollo and Daphne in the play.

How It (Supposedly) Went Down
Apollo has just killed the Python, a gigantic snake, and he’s feeling really full of himself.
The god comes across Cupid (called Eros by the Greeks).
Apollo teases Cupid about his archery, saying that Cupid is nowhere as good with the bow and arrow as he is.
Cupid doesn’t appreciate Apollo’s teasing and decides to mess with the rival god’s heart.
The little winged god of desire fires off two arrows.
One arrow is tipped with gold and is designed to make people fall in love.
The other is tipped with lead and does the opposite.
Cupid nails Apollo with the golden arrow of love, and shoots a nymph named Daphne with the arrow tipped with lead.
Instantly, Apollo falls in love with Daphne, but she finds the idea of loving anybody totally gross.
Daphne tells her father, Peneus (a river god), that she wants to always be a virgin like the goddess Artemis (Apollo’s twin sister, Diana to the Romans).
Peneus tells his daughter that she owes him some grandchildren.
She keeps begging, though, and Peneus agrees to his daughter’s request, telling her that she’ll never have to get married.
However, the river god cryptically adds, “Your own face will forbid it.”
(Duh, duh, duh…Foreshadowing!)
Anyway, thanks to Cupid’s shenanigans Apollo is now totally in love with Daphne. He chases her all around the woods, trying to convince her of how completely awesome he is.
Daphne is not having it, however, and just keeps on running.
Eventually, Apollo catches up with the beautiful nymph. When he just about has her, Daphne calls out for her father to help her.
Peneus does what any concerned father would do – he turns his lovely daughter into a tree.
Yep, before Apollo can get to her, Daphne is encased in bark, rooted to the ground, and has sprouted leaves.
Apollo’s ladylove becomes a laurel tree.
As you might imagine, Apollo is pretty upset. He declares that he will never forget Daphne and makes the laurel his sacred tree.
Apollo says that he will wear a crown of laurel on his head and decorate his bow and lyre (a harp-like musical instrument) with laurel leaves.
The grief-stricken god swears to the laurel tree that it will always stay green and never rot.
The laurel tree bows its head in gratitude.”

"Thomas Bullfinch’s famous version of the story:
Daphne was Apollo’s first love. It was not brought about by accident, but by the malice of Cupid. Apollo saw the boy playing with his bow and arrows; and being himself elated with his recent victory over Python, he said to him, “What have you to do with warlike weapons, saucy boy? Leave them for hands worthy of them, Behold the conquest I have won by means of them over the vast serpent who stretched his poisonous body over acres of the plain! Be content with your torch, child, and kindle up your flames, as you call them, where you will, but presume not to meddle with my weapons.” Venus’s boy heard these words, and rejoined, “Your arrows may strike all things else, Apollo, but mine shall strike you.” So saying, he took his stand on a rock of Parnassus, and drew from his quiver two arrows of different workmanship, one to excite love, the other to repel it. The former was of gold and ship pointed, the latter blunt and tipped with lead. With the leaden shaft he struck the nymph Daphne, the daughter of the river god Peneus, and with the golden one Apollo, through the heart. Forthwith the god was seized with love for the maiden, and she abhorred the thought of loving. Her delight was in woodland sports and in the spoils of the chase. Lovers sought her, but she spurned them all, ranging the woods, and taking no thought of Cupid nor of Hymen. Her father often said to her, “Daughter, you owe me a son-in-law; you owe me grandchildren.” She, hating the thought of marriage as a crime, with her beautiful face tinged all over with blushes, threw her arms around her father’s neck, and said, “Dearest father, grant me this favour, that I may always remain unmarried, like Diana.” He consented, but at the same time said, “Your own face will forbid it.”
Apollo loved her, and longed to obtain her; and he who gives oracles to all the world was not wise enough to look into his own fortunes. He saw her hair flung loose over her shoulders, and said, “If so charming, in disorder, what would it be if arranged?” He saw her eyes bright as stars; he saw her lips, and was not satisfied with only seeing them. He admired her hands and arms, naked to the shoulder, and whatever was hidden from view he imagined more beautiful still. He followed her; she fled, swifter than the wind, and delayed not a moment at his entreaties. “Stay,” said he, “daughter of Peneus; I am not a foe. Do not fly me as a lamb flies the wolf, or a dove the hawk. It is for love I pursue you. You make me miserable, for fear you should fall and hurt yourself on these stones, and I should be the cause. Pray run slower, and I will follow slower. I am no clown, no rude peasant. Jupiter is my father, and I am lord of Delphos and Tenedos, and know all things, present and future. I am the god of song and the lyre. My arrows fly true to the mark; but, alas! an arrow more fatal than mine has pierced my heart! I am the god of medicine, and know the virtues of all healing plants. Alas! I suffer a malady that no balm can cure!”

The nymph continued her flight, and left his plea half uttered. And even as she fled she charmed him. The wind blew her garments, and her unbound hair streamed loose behind her. The god grew impatient to find his wooings thrown away, and, sped by Cupid, gained upon her in the race. It was like a hound pursuing a hare, with open jaws ready to seize, while the feebler animal darts forward, slipping from the very grasp. So flew the god and the virgin- he on the wings of love, and she on those of fear. The pursuer is the more rapid, however, and gains upon her, and his panting breath blows upon her hair. Her strength begins to fail, and, ready to sink, she calls upon her father, the river god: “Help me, Peneus! open the earth to enclose me, or change my form, which has brought me into this danger!” Scarcely had she spoken, when a stiffness seized all her limbs; her bosom began to be enclosed in a tender bark; her hair became leaves; her arms became branches; her foot stuck fast in the ground, as a root; her face became a tree-top, retaining nothing of its former self but its beauty, Apollo stood amazed. He touched the stem, and felt the flesh tremble under the new bark. He embraced the branches, and lavished kisses on the wood. The branches shrank from his lips. “Since you cannot be my wife,” said he, “you shall assuredly be my tree. I will wear you for my crown; I will decorate with you my harp and my quiver; and when the great Roman conquerors lead up the triumphal pomp to the Capitol, you shall be woven into wreaths for their brows. And, as eternal youth is mine, you also shall be always green, and your leaf know no decay.” The nymph, now changed into a Laurel tree, bowed its head in grateful acknowledgment.”

"The story of Daphne and Apollo is a tragic love story. Apollo, god of the arts especially in poetry, music, and dance, had recently slain a python with an arrow. When he saw Eros playing with his bow and arrow, he conceitedly mocked the little boy, for no such little boy could make use of the weapon as he, the great god Apollo, had done. Filled with contempt, Eros struck Apollo with his own powerful arrows. Apollo was ill-fatedly struck by Eros’ arrow to fall in love with Daphne, a river nymph while Daphne was struck by Eros’ arrow that repelled love. In the end, Apollo incessantly chased Daphne around, while Daphne continued to run away from him. She transformed into a laurel tree to avoid the grasp of Apollo; Apollo in turn decided to wear a crown of laurel leaves as a symbol of his love for Daphne.

Daphne and Apollo represent the misfortunes of forbidden love. They represent the passions of love for one who does not love them back. They can be seen in many romantic stories. In addition, Apollo’s attitude towards Eros symbolizes mistaken arrogance, and is usually the event that causes the abundance of misfortunes to come. Feelings of regret for formerly haughty actions are references to Apollo’s behavior. And because Daphne was Apollo’s first “love,” he treats her with the utmost respect, despite the fact that she does not love him back. This can be seen numerous times in literature - across texts, movies, and novels - where the notion of one’s first love is lauded and exaggerated.”

"Allusions to Daphne and Apollo
Perhaps the most famous allusion to Daphne and Apollo is apparent in Shakespeare’s Midsummer Night’s Dream. Helena is madly in love with Demetrius, yet, Demetrius is madly in love with Hermia. There is no hope for her to be with Demetrius, but with Puck’s magic, Demetrius is spellbound to fall in love with Hermia and all turns well. In the following passage, direct connections can be made to compare the story of Helena and Demetrius with Daphne and Apollo. (However, Helena is to Apollo and Demetrius is to Daphne.) Helena is forever chasing Demetrius around, oblivious to the fact that he is in love with Hermia, while Demetrius is continually running away from Helena.”

"The wildest hath not such a heart as you.
Run when you will, the story shall be changed:
Apollo flies, and Daphneholds the chase;
The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind
Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed,
When cowardice pursues and valour flies.”
-Helena, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

"One-sided love; Forbidden love- The most prominent tip-off of Daphne and Apollo’s story is the forbidden love Eros inserts into Apollo’s life. Apollo will never be able to fulfill his desire for Daphne. While a one-sided love is the outline of Daphne and Apollo, forbidden love can also be inadvertently related to this myth. Popular examples include "Romeo and Juliet", Pyramus and Thisbe, the movie "Pretty Woman", and the fairy tales of Shrek, Cinderella, and Beauty and the Beast."

"Transformation- Daphne transforms into a laurel wreath because she cannot avoid Apollo no matter how much she runs away from him. This transformation is seen in many works of literature. In "Pretty Woman", Vivian, a prostitute in California, turns into a classy and decorous woman. In Shrek, Fiona eventually becomes an ogre (other transformations include Shrek becoming a man, Fiona’s father turning into a frog). In Cinderella, Cinderella starts out as a poor maid and transforms into the belle of the ball with the fairy godmother’s help."

"Eros - Eros, or commonly known as Cupid, is the magic of the story. This sort of magic appears in many stories related to love, whether it be in the form of wealth or a fantastical fairy godmother."

"Laurel Wreath- Apollo takes a branch from Daphne, now a laurel tree, and turns it into a symbol of the distinguished arts."

Okay….so thoughts?!?!

Alison - Daphne

Who is Apollo? Ezra? Wren? Byron? Peter?

Who is Peneus? Ken or another “father”

We know Archery is coming up soon. That’s an odd thing to happen in the show. And we know Alison was an supposedly an expert in archery.

Alison once said that Melissa and Jason’s relationship is one frowned upon by the Gods. Do they fit in this somehow?

Or is it more like A Midsummers Night Dream? Where the roles are reversed as described several paragraphs up.

Laurel Tree - that’s immortality my darlings. (Faked death. Maybe her father helped her or a father figure type)

Give me your thoughts and theories.