Inscriptions On Its Sides
| North side | West side | South side | East side | Poem |
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| English: On this site in the St. Nicholas tower the National Flag was hoisted for the first time in the city the XXIII of August of MDCCCXII. |
English: Capital Federal Law enacted by the National Congress the XX of September of MDCCCLXXX initiative of the President Nicolás Avellaneda Decree of the President Julio A. Roca VI of December of MDCCCLXXX. |
English: Second Foundation by Juan de Garay XI of June of MDLXXX. |
English: Buenos Aires to the Republic In the IV centenary of the foundation of the city by Don Pedro de Mendoza. II of February of MDXXXVI. |
Poem by Baldomero Fernández Moreno inscribed on the south side. |
On the side facing south, in its base in a very small rectangle, this sonnet written by Baldomero Fernández Moreno during a tribute dinner in the Alvear Palace Hotel to Prebisch:
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- El Obelisco
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- ¿Donde tenía la ciudad guardada
- esta espada de plata refulgente
- desenvainada repentinamente
- y a los cielos azules asestada?
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- Ahora puede lanzarse la mirada
- harta de andar rastrera y penitente
- piedra arriba hacia el Sol omnipotente
- y descender espiritualizada.
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- Rayo de luna o desgarrón de viento
- en símbolo cuajado y monumento
- índice, surtidor, llama, palmera.
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- La estrella arriba y la centella abajo,
- que la idea, el ensueño y el trabajo
- giren a tus pies, devanadera.
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