Half-man half-beast I seem to be
A thousand years is naught to me
For I watch kings and kingdoms die
Gods in life now lower lie
In plundered graves they rest no more
Yet still I stand, through plague and war
My broken face hath robbed me not
My majesty is ne'er forgot
What am I?
This is the first of what will be a series of riddles written in the classic metric style. See if you can guess the answer. This one shouldn't be too hard.