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He has adopted a ready-made: the sinless version of Shostakovich peddled by “Testimony,” supplemented by the most lurid tales from Ms. Wilson’s argosy and a published letter or two.

Milo’s argosies of plenty now filled the air.

Tripolis, Mexico, England, Lisbon, Barbary, India, “where his argosies with portly sail,” “the pageants of the sea.”

Their visions of South American argosies melted into thin air.

If we have inherited a great commerce and dominion of science it is because their argosies had been on the ocean, and their camels on the desert.