My impression is that every new translation of one of the canonical works produces a similar reaction. Emily Wilson is just the latest that everyone is fawning

My impression is that every new translation of one of the canonical works produces a similar reaction. Emily Wilson is just the latest that everyone is fawning over. I guess the value is in making the old thing new again. (Personally, I find that I always seem to have a special place in my heart for my first translation of something -- for me, nobody beats Richmond Lattimore. But I'm more nostalgic than most.)