Standing at the upper end of the one of the Happy Isles, one gets a splendid impression of the cascade effect of the waters, rushing madly down a steep rocky channel, with an irresistible, terrifying force.

Or it may be described in the graphic words of Thomson: With woods o'erhung, and shagg'd with mossy rocks, Whence on each side the gushing waters play, And down the rough cascade white dashing fall, Or gleam in lengthened vista through the trees.

Piche, Pisse, a cascade waterfall.